I love this design. Look at that dude all scrunched up, sitting on a piano bench, playing that normal-sized piano. The lady is in her nice dress singing, an artful twist in her torso, and hand elegantly on the piano, hinting at another sip from the martini. Classy! And, then there’s the wordplay aspect, which is down at the basest level of humor. The juxaposition works in my mind. Of course, I’m eternally a teenager at heart, what with the strict Christian upbringing that stunted my natural growth and caused me to freeze up solid in immaturity. Wait, did I just type that. What is this a counselling session. That dude has at least 15 inches of tumescence waiting for the chanteuse and that’s all there is to it.
