Brewster Rockit by Tim Rickard for April 24, 2020

Why not? The doughnuts went down real easy. And stopped about halfway to her hips, or so it appears.

Pam, part of the isolation is coping with the temptations of sweets and food, or we’ll lose control and end up fat. Better get yourself a treadmill.

I’m not trapped in my home with a lot of food; it’s the food that’s trapped in here with me. Mwah ha ha ha haaaa!

…nor long.

That ‘bag’ is oddly box-shaped. Either way, it will soon be ‘trash’-shaped.

Those sneaky critters!

It won’t end well for the oreos, but will end well for the trainers Pam hires to trim her back down again

She’s already mad. That’s a box.

Help! Please send pretzels!

The big question is, how did those Oreos get there in the first place?

Maybe she should skip right to the wine.

Thinking “Got milk?” but let’s not go there.

Then don’t buy them!!!

Turn up the anti-grav!

And she gives Cliff so much crap. At least Cliff is honest about himself.

Suprised the oreos made it to day 12.

Somehow looking at this makes me think (again) that their space station is interesting in that it has artificial gravity. I mean, the ISS does not have artificial gravity, who do they think they are anyway? Are “we” not telling the international community that we have this advanced technology? …on the other hand the ISS does a lot of micro-gravity experiments…hmm that must be it.

Sounds like it will end great to me!

People are now hording Oreo Cookies, along with toilet paper and frozen pizza.

That’s the new Oreo laptop.

It’s a real oreodeal.

Me being with boxes of Oreos (carrot cake or s’mores flavored) is fine with me munch munch

I have self-control.

It’s Lose-Gain situation (Cookies lost, Weight gained)

It’s a good thing the curtains are drawn so that nobody from outside can see her scarfing the Oreos (as well as other events).

Booyah! Oreos!

A moment on the lips, a lifetime on the hips.

Well, it doesn’t end well for the Oreos.

It’s fine for Pam. But, she’s going to need More Oreos tomorrow.

Day TWELVE? R.U. Serius? Try Day ONE.