There is no greater incentive for a wordsmith comedian type than to offer up a failed copyright case from a major pop star because of banality. Banality is the call of the wild to an always attentive publicity hound. In that spirit, aforementioned weight guesser, occasional spleen double and all round controlling and obsessive pedant, the ever effervescent comic comes forward with another comedic offering that is without parallel.
Parallax is a bitch.