Gryphon, maybe we are just the most amazing writers on Earth (whether or not we are specifiaclly GOOD at writing) and therefore pretty. Like, our awesome amazingness of being writers, yws-ers, and cool people in general morphed us as fetuses to make us pretty, too. Does that make sense?
Here's a picture of me as a baby to prove my point.
Anyway, I promise you another picture of me... someday... any day...
Scipio:Do you know what happens here after dark? Things little eyes should never, ever see. Bo:We're not scared. Scipio:Not scared? Well, aren't you the little tiger?RAWR!
I say Wolf, for all wolves are not of the same sort; there is one kind with an amenable disposition – neither noisy, nor hateful, nor angry, but tame, obliging and gentle, following the young maids in the streets, even into their homes. Alas! Who does not know that these gentle wolves are of all such creatures the most dangerous! — Charles Perrault