Toto's PR rep is a genius

If those 6 words = one cover picture, and a picture = 1,000 words, then playing “A-F-R-I-C-A” in Scrabble must be kick-ass!

In a well played move, National Geographic decided that for their latest issue, they would forgo the usual spectacular picture cover, and instead try out a new type-friendly approach, stating that no single photo would be able to define Africa. Personally, I think the photographer that was supposed to take the cover shot missed the deadline because he was too busy subbing for his buddy at a Victoria Secret shoot, doing lines of coke off of some ice sculptor while simultaneously having a three way with some of the starved, yet breast enhanced IPEX models. Although I don’t see why it would have slipped his mind to get on the plane to go back to Monzombo, Ukhwejo, or some other village that I may, or may not have seen in “The Air up There.” I guess I could ask him…we did hire him to take photos for us tonight at CBGBs. But we have clearly stated to him that there will be no ice sculptures, and that Teresa prefers her bras from Fredrick’s of Hollywood. And yes, we do accept sponsorships if your reading Mr. or Mrs. Fredrick. Personally, I think Patrick would look fab-u-lous in your Dotted Mesh Gartini.

I will say, my applause of this cover concept is all based on the fact that I am over 11 years old now, and don’t need to be scrounging around in the middle school library anymore looking through National Geographic magazines for boobie shots. Although I would if I still had my library card. Damn you Mr. Bookman!