Happy Valentine’s Day from me and my pal (& frequent collaborator) Mike Pascal.
I’m not sure why Mike and I keep coming up with zombie LK comics for V. Day. We’ve also done a fair amount of Cupid gags for the holiday. Hmm. I can see where this is going and—no, Mike, we’re not a doing zombie Cupid comic next year!
(Unless, of course it’s very, very funny—and tasteful.)
Transcript:
SCHOOL GIRL #1: My Valentine has heart!
SCHOOL GIRL #2: Mine has brains!
ZOMBIE GIRL: Mine had both…and they were delicious!
1962 Art: Dick Giordano Color: Allen Freeman & Mike Pascal Zombie Makeover & Dating Advice: Mike Pascale
Art Code: 27.1.1.2_MP
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SCHOOL GIRL #1: My Valentine has heart!
SCHOOL GIRL #2: Mine has brains!
ZOMBIE GIRL: Mine had both...and they were delicious!
1962 Art: Dick Giordano Color: Allen Freeman & Mike Pascal Zombie Makeover & Dating Advice: Mike Pascale
Art Code: 27.1.1.2_MP
SCHOOL GIRL #2: Mine has brains!
ZOMBIE GIRL: Mine had both...and they were delicious!
1962 Art: Dick Giordano Color: Allen Freeman & Mike Pascal Zombie Makeover & Dating Advice: Mike Pascale
Art Code: 27.1.1.2_MP
“What could I ever have in common with these giggling idiots?..
…I’m more of a guffawing buffoon gal myself!”
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…Especially that one with the apple on her head!” (Seriously. Why does she have an apple on her head?)
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…I mean after all…they’re both women!”
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…I mean, I’d sleep with them, sure! But have anything in common with them? Never!”
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…Well, other than their boyfriends’ genetic material.”
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Jam, I’m as mystified as you about that apple—or whatever it is. It’s not explained or referred to anywhere in the story. And the apple-topped girl and her companion in the background never appear in the tale except in this panel.
Charlton comics were produced so cheaply and so quickly that weird oddities and obvious gaffs are not exactly rare!
I’ve been wondering about that apple too. I think it really is an apple. Girls in the 50s were expected to be able to walk with an apple on their head as an exercise in good posture. This girl is just practicing.
“…I had never really gotten friendly with anyone my own age!..
…Mostly because I was trying to sleep with their fathers.”
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…I think it had something to do with the fact they were all cretinous insects who were jealous of my inherit greatness.”
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…Mostly because I was trying to sleep with their mothers.”
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…Not that I could go near anyone my age because of all those restraining orders.”
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…I think it had something to do with that field trip in second grade. The one where we were taken to that abandoned factory, given knives, and told that the last one standing would get a pony. There was no damn pony.”
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Happy V-Day all
Great stuff as usual, Jam. Happy Valentine’s Day!
She looks like a college sophomore and the other girls look like they’re eight graders who haven’t started their menses. They’ll have more in common in a couple of years at most.
I recall reading a discussion about women with no female friends. The gist was to avoid them like the plague. There’s something wrong at some level and it’s going to come out.
Same thing seems to be true in reverse. A man with no male friends is not to be trusted either. There’s reasons why that’s the case.
It’s easier to spot the male version – at least for me – because bust size doesn’t affect my clarity of thought.
Actually, Dave, thats exactly what the original story is about—that the girl in the foreground looks so much older than girls her own age. It gets her into trouble when an older boy wants to date her!