I love muck monsters, me. All that galumphing around the swamp, dripping goo and moaning Why me? Grr Kill. Brilliant. And how fantastically cheesy is that cover?
Skywald's contribution to this stinky sub-genre was The Heap, and he's one of my favourites. He's a rejig of a Golden Age character, and seems to be written by a 13 year old boy, or Forrrest Ackerman at the very least. Not only does The Heap crack people's heads like eggshells, he eats live rats and dines on garbage. Plus, with his wide load arse and Gene Simmons tongue, he looks kinda cute, certainly more so than Moorlock 2001.
And the more it goes on, the more batshit crazy it gets.
Honestly, you will not be able to stop yourself cackling like you've just picked your nose and shown the bogey to your kid sister. I'm delighted to say this strip has no redeeming qualities whatsoever.
Well, that's not strictly true. It's got Ross Andru & Mike Esposito on art duties, who were both clearly digging each other in the ribs and laughing like drains all the way to the bank.