Clamback! The Worst Elvis Movie Never Made
May 25, 2006 8:02 PM
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Dorothy Parker has beguiled and confounded me! And she's dead. What a gal. I'm looking for help figuring out a puzzling casual remark from one of her short stories.
In her story "You Were Perfectly Fine," in which a young man learns of his misdeeds from the previous drunken evening, there is this passage:
"Was I making a pass at Elinor?" he said. "Did I do that?"
"Of course you didn't," she said. "You were only fooling, that's all. She thought you were awfully amusing. She was having a marvelous time. She only got a little tiny bit annoyed just once, when you poured the clam juice down her back."
"My God," he said. "Clam juice down that back. And every vertebra a little Cabot. What'll I ever do?"
It's that Cabot reference that I don't get. I've Googled my brains out, which took mere seconds, and had no luck. Was clam juice some sort of tony drink for the social set? Cabots? Vertebra? Clam juice? Snuh?
Any ideas? Man, I hope this isn't a dumb question, but it wouldn't be my first, I guess.
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posted by RJ Reynolds at 8:08 PM on May 25, 2006