Brewster Rockit by Tim Rickard for October 20, 2010

Oh good, thanks for the warnig.

I don’t want to know what happens next, do you?

Gets weird??

Yes… this is where Pam shoves Brewster down the disposal chute into space.

You gotta admit, it IS a conversation stopper.

I’m sure it’s a real Brewster.

I think Dr. Mel’s been experimenting with nasally fitted super-rehydrating super-dehydrated baked goods.

Here, there & everywhere

Brew needs to reminded of the importance of taking his prescription medication.

I don’t get it. Is it funny just because he irons his socks? I thought everyone did that.

He’s got her attention now.

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Ah, c’mon, guys! Are you telling me you’ve never had this happen to you?

I wasted a mouse click on this???

Actually, I’m vaugely impressed Brewster watches Meet the Press. I will pass on the sneezing of baked goods, however.

The spammers are double whamming. Keep flagging them into oblivion.

Brewster: So the weird thing is that the biscuit was hungry and ate my nose while I was sneezing so the biscuit jumped up and down on my waffle while my sock was talking into the happiness factor of ice cream meanwhile my thumb was punching the pinky and was singing hi-ho-cherrio while i was-

Pam shoots Brewster

Brewster: Hey that’s weird too!

In the last panel, Pam is thinking, “Please, God, kill me now.”

Wow, weirder than Meet the Press?

Flagged 2 more that just posted at 6:30 P.M. MDT.

Reenacting “Meet The Press” with your socks? I guess it gives new meaning to a “talking heads” show.