Whoa! The fetish-find of the month: Roy Orbison in clingfilm.
I start from the ankles and work up to the trademark dark glasses, wrapping slowly and carefully. Soon Roy Orbison is completely wrapped in cling-film. He is like a big black beetle wrapped in a silvery cocoon. The satisfaction is unparalleled by anything in my previous existence.
What next? Robert Pollard in jello?