Kamandi issue 10 damaged me as an 8 year old. It was crawling with insane giant bat-men, a giant germ called morticoccus (it was the size of a loaf of bread), a creepy big headed mentalist, cool metal guys and Kamandi himself running around in cut-offs armed only with a carbine. Rendered in Kirby's sui generis style of illustration, the whole madhouse threatened to spill out on to your lap. Having experienced nothing stronger than Spider-Man and the occasional issue of the flash up to that point, I was sucked in to the Kirby vortex, and have yet to escape. All hail King Kirby!