JaunPaul Comments: In space, there may be many ways to kill, but there is only one way to twerk!
Published 1986
JaunPaul Comments: In space, there may be many ways to kill, but there is only one way to twerk!
Published 1986
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Good Show Sir Comments: I’d happily read this on a bus! Maybe not a train… definitely a bus though. That’s us for Christmas folks cause I am ON HOLIDAY! Wooooooo! We’ll be back on the 1st January 2016 for an Old Year Sum up! Have a great holiday!
Published 2012
Perry Armstrong Comments: This single photograph might be all that remains, speaking to future ages by saying: “Watch out you two, you’re about to be hit by a spaceship!”
Published 1976
Tom Noir’s Art Direction: I want a naked man, and he’s playing with these two blue balls. No, no, I’m saying he’s handling two massive globes. Don’t make ’em the same size, one is bigger than the other. Have him straining, concentrating intensely. Look, I don’t see what’s so funny about this.
Published 1968
Billy Awesome Comments: Give me a giant, noseless alien with male pattern baldness and a 2nd-degree sunburn, looming behind the planet Earth while he scratches his forehead bewilderingly with one tentacle, and digs for earwax with another. Put him in a cutoff denim vest, and try to give him an air of whimsy. Now, get out of my office.
Published 1977
Good Show Sir Comments: “What unholy mind spawned the ultimate terrible cover art?”
Published 1978
Good Show Sir Comments: Collection of sci-fi romance stories, including: “Wild Men and Wormholes.”
Published 2007
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Hammy Comments: I’m not sure how he’s wearing that in outer space…or holding onto a planet, for that matter. But who cares, MUSCLES!
Published 1987
Bibliomancer Comments: Sing along with the California Raisins … in space!
Published 1965
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Billy Awesome Comments: Pull out all the stops. I want the head of Sturgeon as a devil, floating on an asteroid made partially of humanoid hands and torsos, and partially of a futuristic city that looks like a garbage truck, his hair a naked lady with a peacock feather magic aura, his brow haloed by dollar store xmas tinsel. I want a topless mermaid riding a unicorn over a chain that secures nothing. I want an astronaut trying to take a smoke break through his bubble helmet, and a nude baby on a floating cockle shell awestruck by the majesty of it all. Don’t let me down. Let’s make some magic!
Published 1964
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