Sometimes words just fail me. An ad from
Creepy #100 (1978):
O...M...G.
In greater detail, please:
Nylon.
Bikini.
Briefs. With covers from
Creepy and
Eerie and
Famous Monsters (what, no
Vampirella?) reproduced on the front.
Because, really, there's
nothing at all odd or off-putting about
this:

Hmmm, given the type of person likely to be reading/buying this, they might not have wanted to stop at size
L (I include myself, so that's a fair comment).
Just to get your week off to a pretty terrifying start, just picture a guy, who has these on, starting to unbutton his pants and saying to his date, "
Do you want to see my Famous Monster?"
I've gone too far, haven't I?
1 comment:
I didn't realize until now that I'd never mentally strung together the phrase "Creepy underwear." Thanks, snell!
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