If the bees are that big, he can have Venus.
The cover art is giving me some weird ideas of what this book is about, and the title isn't helping either.
I always thought having a dog on mars would be...more fun.
Zelde sees no reason to cover up in the harsh vacuum of space.
I'm thinking this is one of those stories of my life I'd rather not remember.
Given the content of this book, this weirdly proportioned naked dude is probably the least WTF thing about it.
Alright, I'll be the hero. But only if the robot agrees to put on some underwear.