Brewster Rockit by Tim Rickard for September 23, 2017

Considering what we paid for it? No, Pam.

I’m going to duck now, don’t want to get hit by some heads ‘splodin’ around here.

Dial that baby down a degree, my spleen is melting.

It came from Magrathea.

If you find an island, it’s mine.

Uh, oh; I don’t think Bountiful Belle is wearing a bra….O, too right! No gravity.

There was a spare ocean but it leaked out.

Pam sure looks hot in that suit.

Careful, Brewster. That’s not a thermostat, it’s an IED that releases anti-matter.

Oh here we go.

We already have a natural thermostat and we have set it to hot.

Concerning yesterday’s bubble wrap…… for that machine gun effect, try passing it through an old style washing mangle.

“What the world needs now…”

“Lord, we don’t need another meadow, there are corn fields and wheat fields enough to grow…”

Yay, Brewster’s wearing a rockit!