It's ye olden times, and Professor X and some of the X-Men are visiting Chicago, to try and recruit young Kitty Pryde for their "school."
The Malt Shoppe? How charming, how quaint!
And just look how wholesome and friendly the place is!
Uhhh...what are Wolverine and Colossus doing in the background there?!?
Penthouse?!?! In The Malt Shoppe?!?! But it's spelled "Shoppe"--they can't carry adult magazines like that right in the open!
Penthouse AND Playboy?!?! What the hell kind of Malt Shoppe is this?!?!
Well, fortunately, the some Hellfire Club goons show up, and Wolverine doesn't get to beat the crap out of the kindly old porn and ice cream proprieter.
However...
...there's still some karma at work, as The Malt Shoppe is blown to bits.
The moral of our story: Don't carry skin mags in your ice cream parlor.
Also, don't bother Wolverine he's he's reading those skin mags.
From X-Men #129 (1980)
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Back in the day, many Marvel heroes were open connoisseurs of pornography. Recently, while reading some old Fantastic Four, I realized that Reed Richards was among them...
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See kids – you CAN get stuck that way!
That would never be found at Pop Tate's!
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