He used to keep a pat of butter in his right nostril, sex jelly in his armpit, took prescription drugs to stimulate production of ear wax, and his best pitch was courtesy of some black market whale blubber he bought off some Eskimos. Eventually he just slathered himself in olive oil and called it a day.
Shall we start with the fact that this “Comanche Woman" is pale skinned and red-haired? Or that it looks like she has three arms and man-hands? Or that he looks like his body is facing away from us? Or that there’s no logical explanation for the blob of dark cloth under her(?) left arm? Or how about the completely anachronistic dress whose arm bands and fringe are the only indicators that this book isn’t a regency novel? Or how about the giant image of Texas nestled in her cleavage? It’s all just so overwhelming!