Brewster Rockit by Tim Rickard for December 05, 2020

Maybe Cliff’s cymbals weren’t that bad?

Uh-oh, Albert isn’t smiling.

Not what I expected living quarters on a space station to look like. But then, why shouldn’t they look like what people would want on Earth as well?

What were they doing in the dishwasher. The washing machine, for laundry, is where they belong – forgotten in a pocket. And they never come out. Ever. I know this as a fact. Run the dishwasher again and everything will probably be fine.

Uptight? Just go to your druggist and say,…

DAMMITOL!

He’ll know what to do!

For a mild relaxative, try Dammitol Red for a warm glow,Dammitol Blue for a blue haze and DAMMITOL Yellow, for a Golden……

nothing at all!

(tip o’ the hat to The Congress of Wonders comedy album, “Garfoonelnurky”)

so is Agent X in charge of the space station? I thought Brewster was.

Fancy digs for a space ship!

Well, at least they weren’t trying to wash the cat.

I didn’t know that.

I know however that play-doh and plasticine are a right b*&^*&tch to get out of outdoor furniture when it has had a few days in the sun.

And, in the dryer, too!

Never a dull moment in the life of motherhood

Maybe the kids aren’t old enough to be left alone while you’re at work, Pam.

They also melt if left on the seat of a car in summer

Giving her another stress ball might have helped more.

“And we tried drying them out in the microwave, that didn’t work either.”

She needs to take a tip from the ad where the woman enters her chaos-filled home, then backs out to enjoy the serenity of her car.

Actually it’s “Pampers melt in a Maytag dryer, Crayons go up one drawer higher” (from the song “Mr. Mom” by Lonestar).

In the dryer too. Follow me for more tips, kids.