Brewster Rockit by Tim Rickard for August 17, 2021

Hmmm… smaller (tighter) uniform tops for our brave space force?

The ever-fashionable demichute.

Those ingenious executives should get golden parachutes.

I haven’t come across the term “shrinkflation” before. I’m resisting Googling it because it makes way too much sense.

(And should I be worried that “shrinkflation” doesn’t trigger my spellcheck?)

Many years ago, Mad Magazine had something about the shrinking candy bar, saying that people would be downing them like pills in one gulp.

I may be sick, but I’d love to see a shrinking Pam.

As long as the comics don’t shrink, I’m happy.

Paychecks, probably.

Except of course for the C-Suite, they’re worth that >100x multiple of the basic employ pay, for their strategic leadership and vision alone.

Get’cher microscope! Can’t read the comics without a microscope!

Coming soon, the sub-compact SUV.

I’m shocked it’s not Ensign Kenny with the minichute

Well, if everything is smaller, maybe the sky is too. Then, the altimeter will show him as being higher up than he actually is, and he’ll survive the fall.

Hey, it’s worth a shot!

I must say, today’s strip made a big impact. Or at least it will.

I thought the pack felt lighter than usual!

Maybe that is the drogue chute that pulls out the full sized one…or at least that is to be hoped for.

“We’re gonna need another Timmy!”

Comics going to just 2 panels.

I remember a comedian doing a whole bit on why the small candy bars were called “fun size”. “What do you call a regular candy bar – melancholy?”

I wish laundry appliances would shrink. They barely fit into our laundry tunnel.

I know it’s a gag, but in the real world companies do both. Shrink their product and then charge you more for the new packaging. It’s called RIP OFF.

And that’s a cargo chute.

And to watch most of the new stuff on Netflix and Amazon Prime, you only have to shrink your brain.

Ice Cream? Lynch the rat who meddles with my Ice Cream.