OK, so first, before I get to the snarky goodness, does anyone have any suggestions for how my page should look? I'm really bad at the whole blog decor thing. Now it looks like crap, and I'm too lazy to look at templates and color schemes to fix it. If anyone has some good ideas, I'm all ears.
Now, onto the fun stuff:
I found this at the thrift store today, and the title for some reason made me laugh, and I liked the cover, too. Then, while searching for images of said cover, I discovered the updated, newer version of the cover. I will snark on both, because, why not? Feast your eyes...

Please tell me someone else thinks it would have been even better if the picture had been of his ass. Come on, don't play that game. You love a cheesy pun as much as I do.
So, as you can see, the cover is kind of meh...overly muscular golden-tanned faceless torso...although the little bit I can see of his chin is kind of hot (yes, there is such a thing as a hot chin. Don't judge me!)
Dying to know what this could possibly be about, I made a trip to the
fiction database for a blurb. I recommend you follow the link and take a peek. The storyline is preposterously over-the-top (hint: Mr. Hyde's "mad-scientist brother" uses his "assets" to get some random heiress pregnant). The first sentence of the summary is "Rugged Austin Hyde was up to his brawny biceps in a bizzare situation." We get it, he's a beefcake. Who likes to alliterate.
Anyway, the older cover is pretty blah. Then I came across the newer cover. Behold the following atrocity:

Yikes. Who wants to see this? Ever? Pasty. Hairless. At a gross angle. He looks like he's about to fall into the pool. No wonder he's laying out in the sun - that bird definitely needs to brown a little longer. And what's with the legs? They're smoother than mine! To be fair, I haven't shaved in a couple days, but really? Lay of the Nair, dude.
And he looks so...uncomfortable. Maybe because he's reclining in a really odd place. It took me a moment to figure out where the heck he was, but he's at a swimming pool, on the ledge between the pool and the stairs. What a strange place to go tanning in your boxer-briefs (correct me, fellas, if I'm wrong about the underwear type).
It's so WEIRD. I can't stop staring! The angle! Who is taking a picture of Whitey McWaxedLegs at that angle?! Where did his golden-bronze tan go?