WWW--There was a "Girls and Guns" (really a parody in the Texas underground magazine "Thorazine"), which was right up my alley.
Anyway, they've been around three years, weirdly beginning as an Internet-based magazine and now moving onto the racks of grocery stores everywhere soon. It is what it is, but the corpses are not real--I repeat--the corpses are not real, but the girls are.
Founder/maniac Robert Steve Rhine has created a combination of MAXIM and...I don't know what, maybe postmortem medical texts? Wow. Sex and death: it don't get more profound than that, 'Bubba. Rhine's been writing horror-comedy stories for a long time, as well as the scripts for several comic books of the same type.
This magazine skewers just about everyone and everything in our boring, sexist (and dying, so it's apropos) consumer culture by its mere existence. "Girls and Corpses," mocking the mockery known as life. Wow.
Needless-to-say, someone's going to be offended, which is the best reason to do a magazine like this.