Brewster Rockit by Tim Rickard for May 03, 2009

“AHHHHH!” must’ve been when he turned into a spleen.

LOL! This is great! I just hope his spleen is still intact.

I said it before, I’ll say it again: Winky needs to find himself a new line of work.

Winky needs to be transferred to a different rocket.

doesn’t Winky ever learn?

You put your right foot in, you take your right foot out, you put your foot in the transporter and you send it all about–When you find it once again, go ahead and give a shout, next time it might be your mouth!

Ah, but if you can reach certain body parts from certain other body parts, it can’t be all bad.

god knows where is spleen is

Some people have two left feet, Winky has four.

C’mon, Dr. Mel, give Winky a hand! He he, I can’t believe nobody thought of that yet…

Actually I think Winky has four right feet.

Don’t send Brewster through, he doesn’t need it to be any easier to put his foot in his mouth…

While attempting to transport assistant, The machine started crossing my intent I heard a shrill scream– He’d turned into a spleen!– So I tried hard to solve his predict’ment.

Yeah, Dr. Mel, ya done what ya do best. AGAIN!

There’s no fly here. Help me! Help me!

I have to admit, these little poems are funnier than mine. I’ll have to try harder

Dr. Mel’s a little footloose with the transporter.

@PappyFiddle: Did you catch my poem on May 1? You’ve inspired orionsdaughter and me precisely because your little poems ARE so funny.

He’s kicking it.

Zapped from place to place,

Changed from thing thing to thing,

All would be well with the world

If he now knew where to wear his bling.