Some were not completely implausible if one allows for embellishment in anatomical details, and assumes everyone involved was drunk.
Anybody who is responsible for “Oh, Wicked Wanda!” getting published will be missed.
It’s too bad the Sweet Chastity story arc was cut short (when Ron Embleton died).
And the moral is: God loves the Miss America Pageant!
It wouldn’t surprise me if editorial policy had changed since the 1970s, when Bob worked there–though it’s also quite possible that “I got stuck in an elevator with a supermodel, and we did it” was expanded to three lavishly detailed pages…