I can take a joke as well as the next person, but the resemblance between the latter and the former is almost eerie. Peanut butter and bananas, anyone?

Few people could pull off such an outlandish ensemble without being chased out of town by an angry mob of Hound Doggers wielding torches and pitchforks. Even Bjork would be hard pressed to top this one.

The hot pink hair coordinates beautifully with the sequins, set off by the prominent bulge of his tubby little gut. Now that Perez is a big TV star he gets to pull out all the stops. He should march in the Greenwich Village Halloween Parade in this get-up.

What's next for the flamboyant snarkster? He should take it to the level and experiment with cross-dressing. With a little help he could probably do a mean Divine.