John Salonia

Spells & Knickers: the Strangelove Chronicles John Salonia

Publisher Marketing: Remember Dr. Strange, the groovy Master of Mystic Arts? With his lover, the slave-princess Clea; his mentor the Ancient One; his loyal servant Wong; his archenemies Baron Mordo, Nightmare, and the Dread Dormammu, the Sorcerer Supreme flourished in Marvel Comics during the sixties and seventies, and made a comeback in the nineties. Well, these characters ain't them, folks. THE STRANGELOVE CHRONICLES are a rude, crude, lewd, scabrous, offensive, adolescent and thoroughly lowbrow lampoon (with an emphasis on the 'poon') of the Marvel series. They're also side-splittingly funny. Here's what you'll find in this volume: Because you demanded it! The classic fang-chomping, spell-weaving, bitch-slapping throwdown between Dracula, Lord of Vampires, and the Supreme Sorcerer! A simple product recall leads to terrifying mass possession and a completely gratuitous character crossover (with characteristic bondage included at no extra charge). A ravishing young woman finds herself ravished by an invisible demon. Who can she turn to but Doc? How about those ghostbusting dudes whose particle beams have cut into Doc's practice? When Baron Morbid gets his own television shows, the world is in deadly danger. Only the real, original, accept-no-substitutes Avengers can help. Wet Dream, the Dark (and sticky) Lord of Sleep, entraps Doc in his latest bid for world domination and bondage. The mysterious demon known only as "Bob" haunts an interdimensional bordello. And what's the deal with all that cherry pie, anyway? When the Mafia muscles into multiple hauntings, Doc doesn't have a ghost of a chance. Unless, of course, he can somehow keep his own spirits up. . . When an ancient star spawn wakes up in his undersea tomb, Doc discovers just how much he loves his craft. It's a case of ghouls gone wild - and worse. When the abhorred & forbidden love-manual of a mad Arab demonologist goes on public (that's 'public', with an 'L') display, Baron Morbid unleashes a terrible zombie horde bent on love - and death. CONTAINS COARSE SEXUAL HUMOR. NOT RECOMMENDED FOR CHILDREN