It's kind of impossible to explain the thrill I got from buying a 39 year old copy of Creepy. There's just something really cool about turning the yellowing pages, seeing the ads for super 8 versions of horror classics, creature from the black lagoon figurines, etc. And of course reading the creepy stories as they were meant to be read--on cheap paper in glorious black and white!
Uploading photos of the treasure from my phone, so I don't know how this is gonna look...





