Get in the car! It’s a Unicornisaurus Rex! With fingers!

Then again, why worry? He’s so weak he has to hold on to a building for support. It makes him look like a sarcastic high-school English teacher who's just heard a student make a particularly banal observation about "The Scarlet Letter." Oh really Mr. Anderson. Would you care to elaborate?

“The Planet that Admired the Earth” does not immediately seem like a set-up that would yield 4,329 (exactly!) gasps, let alone prove its mettle as the most gripping space story ever published, unless the publishers had perfected some sort of technology that made a hand spring from the book and grip you in the crotch. Granted, “The Planet that Admired the Earth” was more gasp-inducing than "The Planet that Could Be Persuaded, After a Glass of Brandy, To Admit That the Earth Had Certain Merits", or its precedessor, "The Planet That Wouldn’t Kick Earth Out of Bed for Having Deserts, If You Know What I Mean, " but still. You can tell it’s a lame line-up of stories - look at the guy in the lower right-hand corner. He’s looking straight at the list, and he’s not too thrilled.

What did he expect? A ghost? Probably, yeah.