Brewster Rockit by Tim Rickard for August 23, 2016

A pair of clucks.

He must be an asteroid. He’s a bit dense.

You say space potato, I say asteroid. Let’s call the whole thing off.

I guess in the future the couch potatoes will be known as space potatoes, which actually describes them better, as doing nothing but taking up space…..

Fire up a blunt. Then you can be a baked space potato.

Sad thing is, he does cheer up the crew. They feel better when they kick him. He should have thought of that when he signed up as an English major.

He’s a rotten potato but smashing as an asteroid.

I’m not even going to comet on this…

Careful what you do around space tater, he’s got eyes everywhere. They even wrote a song about him, Eye of the Tater .

He’s off to a rocky start.

“I only have eyes for you….”

They wanted him to anchor the evening news, but they learned that he’s no one special, just a common tater.

Looks like a deformed wiener to me.

Too much sour cream