Weasels Ripped My Flesh!


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About The Book

Bigger, tougher, and more weaselly than ever, Weasels Ripped My Flesh! returns in new full-color editions (including its first-ever hardcover publication), with additional content and commentary, sensational illustrations by masters of pulp art, and outrageous, over-the-top vintage advertising of the men's adventure era. If you've only seen the previous edition, you really haven't seen Weasels at all.Over a decade ago, MensPulpMags.com's Robert Deis and New Texture's Wyatt Doyle teamed up with Josh Alan Friedman (Black Cracker) to blow the lid of hard-boiled fiction's best-kept secret: Vintage men's adventure magazines, aka MAMs. The resulting anthology, Weasels Ripped My Flesh!, was an instant success, inaugurating the acclaimed multi-volume Men's Adventure Library series and sparking fresh interest in some of the wildest pulp fiction and illustration art ever published, most unseen since their original publication decades ago.From the jungles to the deserts to the mean city streets, MAMs of the 1950s, '60s, and '70s left no male fantasy of the era unexplored, offering "true, first-hand" accounts of frontline battlefield action, white-knuckle clashes between man and beast, and spicy tales of sadistic frauleins, black widows, and tropical she-goddesses hungry for companionship. Plus salacious-if mostly bogus-exposés of then-shocking subjects like free love, the Beat Generation, homosexuality, LSD, and the secret horniness hidden in calypso lyrics.Now available in big (450+ color pages!), full-color hardcover and softcover editions, this book is your pulp passport to a more savage time, when adventure was everywhere, every dame was a femme fatale, and manly men battled small mammals bare-handed.
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