Brewster Rockit by Tim Rickard for April 27, 2020

Keep your distance and wear a mask and gloves. – No, not boxing gloves… well… never mind.

I was about to mock Cliff, but then I looked down and realized I seem to be fattening the curve as well. I’ll hide behind Cliff so that Irritable Belle, oops, I mean Pam, can’t reach me.

Cliff still has plenty of meat on him to feed the others

Pam will be de-stressed hitting Cliff very hard.

Lamb Amirstan anyone??

Invite the Space Squids and the Donut People over for dinner.

She wanted to fatten her own curves.

Kick his ass back to 1955 when his uniform will be current.

“Six feet! Six Feet!”

“Thanks for reminding me…”

STOMP! STOMP! STOMP! STOMP! STOMP! STOMP!

Cliff’s lucky he’s dealing with coronavirus and not zombie virus

Pam shouldn’t have eaten all those Oreo cookies the other day.

Just raid Cliffs stash, that should feed the whole crew.

Don’t panic Pam. Cliff is nothing if not Well Marbled.