Careful with that thing. You'll put your... oh.
Robot opera is so bad you don't think about getting dressed. You just run.
Even terrifying monsters from space get stuck babysitting sometimes.
"You... you see her too, right?"
The long lost sequel to Seaman?
Iron Man's derpy cousin?
"So... which one's the title?"
Don't you hate it when you meet a beautiful naked woman and not only does she turn out to be a robot, but she starts phasing through the floor? No wonder that guy's depressed.
...lose our top if we don't retie it?
Hell breaking loose can't possibly be any worse than this cover art.
Well, the title's sure accurate. Though it does make me wonder how Morton J. Golding was able to see into my -- I mean my friend's subconscious
"I forgot to tell you about my chastity belt. It's an Everlast."
There isn't one part of this cover, not even the title, that doesn't make me uncomfortable.
"Ha, I fooled you all! What you thought was my fist was actually a piece of cardboard the entire time! Ha ha ha ha!"
In the future, glass makes people forget how to run.
"I'm just saying, maybe we should have some safety railing when we're hovering over the field of crystal spikes."