(Turns out shrieking "DON'T YOU DARE SNEAK OUT YOUR BIRD TURD UPON MY LAWN YOU CRETINOUS MALLARD" tends to have the opposite than intended effect - more efficacious: sidling up to whisper the scientific name "Anas platyrhynchos" in their stupid little lizard-hole ears, they pucker right up and they don't come back)
So anyway after Silvio Berluscone's narrow victory in a confidence vote of the Italian parliament last week I had planned to photoshop a picture of him being orbited by a cyclone of Fausto Papetti album covers as a mildly entertaining and semi-racist salute to Italian lechery, but I couldn't get it looking right.
|You escape the skewers of my satire for now, Mr Berluscone!|
The other problem is that the only Fausto Papetti LP I actually own has just a dumb old saxophone on the cover:
|Wah wah wah wah...|
|Everyone's tired of these nude models. I think the public really just wants to see my face at last.|
Fausto Papetti - White Lady by doggziller
I welcome links to your favourite Fausto cover in the comments.