Brewster Rockit by Tim Rickard for March 21, 2016

You weren’t supposed to bite down on the battery!

E Chaw!

e-nemas.

Lazy as he is, I suspect Cliff already has a robot arm.

I’d like to see Dr. Mel’s electronic substitute for the taboo of self-pleasuring.

E-cigs are no less poison than"regular" cigarettes. Just another last gasp effort by the tobacco companies — but we’ll be the ones gasping.

E-hootch?

E-tattoos, that way you can change them or just delete them when you’re tired of them.

Cliff has so many bad habits, he could drain the station’s power. And he’d look like a Christmas tree.

A new meaning to getting a buzz.

Starting to become less socially acceptable in work places,