A+ Team, F- Book
My wife likes buying old, cheap books for our young boys who we love but it’s not like we want to spend lots of money on them.
Sometimes you find great books, sometimes you find…

The A-Team Storybook
Published: 1983 by Cliveden Press
Printed in: Yugoslavia
This is a terrific book but I’m not talking about the story. The pictures found with these covers say so much more than the words ever could. I have flipped through the book in order and grabbed the highlights. Just let your imaginations decide how the story goes…

Yes, this is in a kid’s book, yes the nice lady is wearing a fine looking hat, yes their facial expressions say it all.

I admit that riding an elephant through a war zone would be tremendous fun. As the tank shells explode around the giant beast you can look and feel as majestic as a rajah. But… Don’t you think waving to the victims as you pass takes it just one step too far?

Hannibal and B.A. – friends together
I wish I had a black box to put one foot on with my friend.

In thoughtful mood
This is the kind of intense thinking that got him a gold star once in Kindergarten.

Hancock’s crafty – like a fox
I just wish he could act – like an actor.

Face Man keeps on smilin’
He suuuure does.

Is he having a heart attack?!?

This is it people! Please stand and cheer for the greatest image ever published within a children’s book! Not only is this dangerous and bizarre but impossible! Gotta give him credit, though – he isn’t even wet!
I reproduce for you here a wonderful excerpt from the book, taken from the scene pictured above…
Rising out of the water of an adjoining pool, hurtling up through the air like a live Polaris, seventeen feet of angry killer whale was arcing towards him. On the back of the magnificent creature, holding onto its fin with one hand while he idly tossed stun grenades among Savola’s angry minions, was Howling Mad Murdock, making strange clicking noises in his throat as he urged on the posse of dolphins in his wake.
Excited? You ain’t read nuthin’ yet, sucker…
Murdock ignored him. “It’s a girl called Agnes,” he continued. “And she’s in love – she wants to make a date.”
B.A. snorted. “They gonna lock you away for good, talkin’ that way,” he said. “Whoever heard of a killer whale fallin’ in love with a sucker like you?”
“Oh, it’s not me she wants a date with,” he elaborated after clicking his tongue some more, then leaning over and listening carefully. ” It’s you!”
I leave you with this section of pictures depicting the attack of the overweight moo-moo wearing woman who gives the A-Team what for at the end of the book. Rock on!


I pity the fool who something or other, er… suckers! (There – got the catchphrases in.)
This book defies all explanation. I choose to give it 9/10 moo-moos.


