He’s not bald. He just parts his hair in the middle. The way the woman does, but without the Farrah Fawcett flicks. Yeah, he’s striking a lame Travolta Saturday Night Fever pose. But hey, give him a break – it’s the ’70s.
He: Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk, I’m a woman’s man, no time to talk.
She: Somebody help me. Somebody help me, yeah.
He: Now it’s alright. It’s okay. And you may look the other way.
She: Ah, ha, ha, ha. Stayin’ alive. Stayin’ alive. Ah, ha, ha, ha – stayin’ alive!
Yipes! If this weren’t The Right Honorable GSS I might be wondering if this was a real cover. Wow.
That is, uh, really, REALLY poor work on balding cat whiskered baboon mouthed man. Don’t mess with him though. He’s a psychopath. Just look at him. His mouth is screaming fury, but his eyes are completely wihout emotion.
Grog Grak Grokluk, worlds first known serial killer.
Surprising baldness pattern on the Cave Brute. Bare forearms and chest but hairy knuckles? And he has cat-whiskers and an eyebrow combover! Still he reminds me of every boyfriend my ex-girlfriends left me for.
And speaking of Cave Girl, she’s no Frazetta woman. No need for a blocked view of the boob. Move along, there’s nothing to see here.
I am astonished and envious of the artist here. Not only did he/she draw this “visual feast” but had the nerve/gaul/BALLS to submit it to a publisher and (WTF) get it published on an Edgar Rice Burroughs book no less! This isn’t some self-published R. Stanek or Gloria Tesch monstrosity, its ERB!
I love the one flexing featherweight boxer arm and how it contrasts with the giant WWE wrestling arm. I also love the mouth which takes up 80% of the head area and the sleepy/drunk eyes! I also admire the strange hair placement (knuckles and legs only, chest and biceps clear!) The facial hair is undescribable.
It appears his right leg is propped up on something, perhaps a 24 case of Heineken? There is also a rash on his upper thigh, which would explain his rage and why he is going after his one and only wifey!!!
Zog: “Why me have rashy in the boom boom?? Also, where the fudge me rolex go??”
Winona Ryder: “It’s not my fault, I had a bad childhood!!”
If you think about it (and I have!) there’s basically no way that Mr. McFeelMe there could actually close his mouth. The lower jaw is way too long, the teeth are way too big, and his tongue would probably be permanently sticking out of his mouth. Of course given that his gropin’ arm is about three times the size of his muscle-man-pose arm he may have bigger problems than closing his mouth.
All this is good news for Miss Toothpick-Legs there. She should have no problem escaping this misshapen monstrosity.