Intergalactic rasslin' action with Kid Muscle and the wildest wrestlers in the universe What do you do when a team of evil super-powered wrestlers from another planet threatens the health and safety of the Earth? Organize a team of GOOD super-powered wrestlers, of course As you can see from the front cover, our slovenly hero has gotten his act together for the final round of the Superhuman Olympics, and is, as we rejoin the story, about to slam Kevin Mask into the canvas with an inescapable finisher. What, then, can account for the troubling image we see to the right? Is Kevin Mask about to muscle his way out the jaws of defeat? Is Kid Muscle about to get beaten like a red-headed stepchild? Is the superhuman wrestling world about to witness the most astonishing upset in all its storied history? Or can Meat make it to ringside in time to save the day and uphold the mighty Muscle legacy? Well, heck, I'm not telling. Stop staring at this cover and read the book What do you do when a team of evil superpowered wrestlers from another planet threatens the health and safety of the Earth? Organize a team of GOOD superpowered wrestlers, of course Kid Muscle, the son of legendary wrestler King Muscle, rockets to Earth and finds an evil wrestling gang called the DMP tearing the place apart. The punks on the DMP are the weirdest, nastiest, most outlandishly powerful musclebound freaks the galaxy has ever known. Kid Muscle's only hope: form a team that's even wilder. Lazy and cowardly, the Kid sure doesn't look like the universe's last great hope, but when something upsets him -like, say, EVIL - he busts out in muscles just like his old man The only possible result is earthshaking, bodyslamming, ultimate-powered action that sends our entire planet sailing over the top rope