Alright, I'll be the hero. But only if the robot agrees to put on some underwear.
I always thought having a dog on mars would be...more fun.
Oil-seal is too slippery for even semi-transparent beings to ride.
Of all the WTF going on in this cover, the thing that concerns me the most: Where the hell is her other leg?
I'm thinking this is one of those stories of my life I'd rather not remember.
If the bees are that big, he can have Venus.
Given the content of this book, this weirdly proportioned naked dude is probably the least WTF thing about it.