I remember when I was 7 I wanted to read those stories. My mom never let me, and called it “fake trash”.

Yeah. I love fake trash. Thats why I love 80s/90s pro-wrestling. Macho Man Randy Savage was 5’10. Which in pro-wrestling world of the 1980s is essentially a midget. But he put on colorful tassles, and had an amazing wardrobe person. He became bigger than life. He was a total character. He fought in fake fights on tv, in a sport so deviated from its orgin material that it may as well not even be called pro-wrestling. It’s fake trash and I loved it!

Then I saw one of these magazines, and was like “Uhhhh, moon boy finds love on mars??? Yes please!”

But mom said no.

Then, years later when I was into my 30s, she asked why I thought pro-wrestling was real.

Uhhhhhhhh…I don’t. No one does. I was 7 and knew it was fake. I didn’t know how many of the performers were on cocaine, or how many drugs they were on…but I knew it was all a performance, and not a sport.

…I never did get to read those magazines.