One thing popped into my head as soon as I saw this cover: Kirk Cameron. Take a close look at that mug and tell me you don’t see Mike Fucking Seaver (we’re talking later episodes of Growing Pains when he’s a teacher at a community college and gone on to adopt Leonardo Dicaprio— yes, I watched them. Don’t be all judge-y). Which makes this cover all the more precious because Kirk Cameron went on to become the Ultra-Christian version of Superman whose sole purpose is to save us heathen from the fiery pits of hell (not that there’s anything wrong with that)— and his reasonable facsimile is seen here being fed BY HAND by a raven-haired temptress who is vaguely Asiatic (would have been more awesome had she been fiery-haired!) and all seductive-like and coy. Tempted by the fruit of another… Yeah, do you think an umbrella would be enough to protect my head from falling anvils?

Anywaize— I’m inclined to believe that the Texan here is the Womyn because she’s the one holding the apple peach and trying to lure Kirk Cameron from the righteous path and such. TEMPTATION: THY NAME IS WOMYN! TESTIFY! Huh. Why am I hungry all of a sudden? Peaches come from a can they were put there by a man… In a factory downtown… If I had my little way I’d eat peaches everyday… Sun-soakin’ bulges in the shade…”

Props to my homie-g Amber for sending me this cover.

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