Brewster Rockit by Tim Rickard for August 14, 2019

Pam, just stand in front of them, take a deep breath, and hold it. Then take their weapons out of their hands.

He keeps them in a cardboard box so he won’t lose them, then brings the wrong box. Obviously not the box where he stores what’s left of his brains…

In Pam’s hands, anything is a deadly weapon.

She won’t need a spatula to flip out on you, Brewster.

Just let Irritable Belle take over…

Guard: “Finally – a woman that knows where she belongs!” or infamous last words.

Oh come on, everybody knows this is a job for a potato peeler!

He’s subtly telling her to go to the kitchen and make him some sammich!

When they see that, they’ll flip out!

Reminds me of a line from the original Die Hard movie. “Oh my God, the Quarterback is toast”

Uh… do you have a frying pan instead? I’ve seen those used with some success…

Does he had a spork? I mean they have to be good for something….

As long as he’s got a frying pan and a rolling pin he’ll be fine.

That spatula ought to turn things in their favor

Spatula? Humm Pancakes, yes that could subdue a 100 storm-troopers.

If Pam is as smart as she thinks she, she should have brought her own weapon.

He’s such a goof.

The weapon may be appropriate, but the question is – is it loaded?

Irritable Belle will just have to use her Weapons of Mass Distraction…

Got a spork in there?

Rest assured, Williams-Sonoma will ardently resist any efforts to regulate kitchen utinsels.

These Pam and Brewster missions remind me of Agent 99 and Maxwell Smart.

He took weapons storage advice from Rocket. “I was gonna put it in a box.”

Spatulas can be very good with a scrape.

And in the morning, he’s making waffles.

Assume he’s being sexist and take it out on the others.