Brewster Rockit by Tim Rickard for September 06, 2023

But feel the fabric … it breathes!

Knowing Dr Mel, I’m surprised it came with any air.

How’s the air supply?

♫♪

I’m all out of air

I’m passed out beside you

I did suffocate

Because you were oh so wrong

♫♪

I find this to be funny.

Details.

Shouldn’t really be a problem for an airhead like Brewster.

Oops. We can fix that.

Quick, get Cliff to give him mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.

Having recently been on a plane by a man with bad body odor I say make the inside of the suit smell like that and you’ll choose not to breathe while wearing it.

…just enough for a three hour tour…

It’s okay, his knees will explode long before then.

♫♪

Oh, what you do to me, oh, what you do to me, little girl.

Ooo, have another hit of sweet air, come on, ooo, have another hit.

I want to know where you’re going,

I want to know, sweet mama, where you’re gonna go, yeah.

Ooo, have another hit of fresh air, ooo, have another hit.

♫♪

Now just where did I place that darn decimal?

Thanks but no tanks.

At best 3 secs between panels

Just a minor detail.

“…. We’ll know for sure in two more minutes.”

Trusting a mad scientist to design a spacesuit when he routinely creates kill robots that haunt the space station in question is iffy at best.