Brewster Rockit by Tim Rickard for July 03, 2020

He’s lucky to have found a boy of Winky’s caliber.

Don’t give Elon ideas. He already makes rockets and flamethrowers.

Winky doesn’t even need to worry about his spleen here. He’s going to be decapitated by that door.

Dr. Mel, we all appreciate your genius, in a Wile E. Coyote-appreciating kind of way.

Winky is in real danger of losing more than his spleen !

“She hid her enthusiasm well.”

Wile E. Coyote likes the concept!

In WW2 they had manned fireworks; they were called kamikaze.

When Pam assumes that flinty, domineering gaze, it always lights my bottlerocket.

Mel’s suffering from job burnout.

I have a list of potential pilots for you.

Winky is always willing to give it a shot.

DON’T TELL ELON MUSK! He’ll run with this.

Dr Mel got that from the KABOOM section of The ACME Catalog: Quality is Our #1 Dream.

I’ve combined fireworks with pedal cars. Kids love them. Then … BOOM!

“Look! It’s a new star! Oh wait, no, it just Winked out…” ☄️ ✨ ❌️ ☠️ ☺

I am beginning to believe Winky just isn’t too bright.

Pam’s maternal instinct is twitching.

Aren’t rockets pretty much fireworks anyway?

Once the idea catches on, Dr. Mel’s sales will skyrocket.

At least he’s wearing a crash helmet. Safety first!

Wonder how winkys spleen feels about this

Gee, I wonder why…?

Use the WWII German names and you’ll attract the stoners: Buzz bombs

Where is Winky’s “Skydiving Option”?

Shouldn’t we be able to see his parachute?

That is exactly what is missing from those “millionaire space rides” – a huge fireworks display that says “look at me” when they blast into suborbital space.