The Little Man

One thing I love about the world is when Wolverine gets all dressed up, like when Professor Xavier has come to invite Kitty Pryde to join his prestigious school . . .

Just lookit him! With his little suit and his little hat and his little bolo tie . . . he's like a midget circus bear goin' to church on his birthday. It's downright adorable.

And here's everybody gone down to the maltshop. The X-Men were so charmingly Norman Rockwell-esque back in thos carefree innocent days of - what is Wolverine reading?

Hustler?!? The skinniest of the skin mags? While chaperoning a thirteen year old girl? Not to mention Petey Rasputin, the then-youngest of the X-Men and all-round innocent. Not bragging here, but I happen to know that magazine features both penises and vaginas, sometimes in less-than-tasteful situations . . .

Penthouse does have a hint of artistic value, I'll admit. That soft focus is classy stuff. And Wolverine does threaten the shopkeep with serious physical harm. That's more like the hero we all know and love. Yes kids, anyone can redeem themselves in my eyes!

turns out I was reading X-Men #129 (January, 1980) By Chris Claremont and John Byrne with Terry Austin, inker