Title: Torrid Tramps
Author: George H. Smith
Cover artist: photo cover ("posed by professional model"!)
Condition: 7/10 (great, but mild smashing mid-spine)
Estimated value: $20
[Newest addition to the Doug Peterson Collection]
- The words promise a lot, but these photos do Not deliver. They all look like people who went to a beach party and got food poisoning, esp. that sweaty 50-year-old at the bottom left. "No ... no sudden movements, sweetheart. Be a doll and bring me an icepack ..."
- Honestly this should be called Tepid Tramps, nothing remotely torrid is going on here
- Ah, I see they were all created by sadists. That makes sense—I feel pretty abused by this whole cover
- Could not figure out what was going on with center guy's head and honestly thought he had some kind of bear head on, like a team mascot, or some kind of half-clad Furry
- George H. Smith: "Could you make my name ... like, small?" Editors: "OK, how's this?" Smith: "............... smaller"
- "BY POPULAR DEMAND!" LOL I doubt that
- "Typewriter" I love this man. My kingdom for George H. Smith's typewriter!
- That is one hell of a catalogue. I love the specificity of "ten days." How big was the print run? Like, 12 copies?
- Oh man sweaty middle-aged dude is bigger here. Bigger is worse.
Then, they came together like rutting bitch and dog, like fumbling drake and duck ... like nipping stallion and nervous, screaming mare.... like sullen Frog and anxious, sweating Toad
OK, I lied, that was the end of p. 122! Here's the opening of 123:
They made their love in the deep straw, taking their chances with the Diamond Back Rattlers..."Hey, what're you guys doin' over there?" "Leave us alone! We'll make our love, you make yours! No copying"
~RP
[Follow Rex Parker on Twitter and Tumblr]
4 comments:
The cheap Rock Hudson knock-off there on the right appears to have a grilled sausage hanging around his neck.I mean, I clicked through and blew up the picture and that sure as hell is what it looks like. Is... is that right?
Also, weird hat guy might be black? Or at least, the art is trying to imply an interracial kiss, maybe. Then the hat is obscuring the fact that their faces are nowhere near each other..
That looks like a hot dog on a skewer to me.
OK, that makes a LOT more sense. He's probably making some sort of suggestive innuendo to the blonde.
I mistook it for a hot dog zipper pull on his meshy shirt
Post a Comment