You got your girls, you got your corpses, put them together and — voilà! — you've got Girls and Corpses. The magazine, that is. And it's exactly what it sounds like: bikini babes posing next to skeletal remains. A high concept has never sunk so low as in this celebration of necrophilia, not that there's anything wrong with that . . . oh wait, there is. Regardless, for those who fantasize about cadaver erotica, you'll find no peer to this publication, whose creators will be in Hollywood at the Girls and Corpses Magazine Signing and Party to explain themselves once and for all. Are the corpses real? Are the boobs? Only these sick minds know for sure. But if you buy a copy, maybe you can get them to spill their guts. In person to autograph the latest issue, “Summer Alien Autopsy,” will be publisher Robert Rhine  (aka “Corpsy”) and assorted scream queens and degenerates. Meltdown Comics, 7522 Sunset Blvd., Hlywd.; Fri., Aug. 20, 7-11 p.m.; $5. (323) 851-7223.

Fri., Aug. 20, 7 p.m., 2010

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