When the going gets really tough...when a bad guy has gone through the rest of the FF like a knife through butter, Ben Grimm is the last line of defense. But what's it like to live inside his rock-hard skin? To endure the quiet insults from those who assume he has rocks inside his skull? And still be ready to put his butt on the line when, say, the Hulk goes on the rampage through Times Square?  

When the going gets really tough...when a bad guy has gone through the rest of the FF like a knife through butter, Ben Grimm is the last line of defense. But what's it like to live inside his rock-hard skin? To endure the quiet insults from those who assume he has rocks inside his skull? And still be ready to put his butt on the line when, say, the Hulk goes on the rampage through Times Square?