Brewster Rockit by Tim Rickard for July 30, 2011

Pam can’t take another minute.

They’re about to find out why her last name is “Snap.”

Haha!!

Wait… what? He wasted a perfectly good fruit roll up because xg-133 soiled the carpet? What, is he the janitor trooper?

Pam mad looks hot…

Any longer, and Dirk would have gone into ’roid rage.

The Death Star’s trash compactors were about to become overloaded.

Your father is home. You are in so much trouble. . .

Ah, just picture the universe with Pam boldly going where no mother has gone before with 2 space squallers named Little Dirk and little Brewster. And imagine the in-laws.

Fruit roll ups!!! Haven’t had that in ages!!

It could have been, like, “Wham! Bam!” Thank you, Pam.

N.R., I think she has more patience for actual children than for man-children. I know I do.

Stephan, there’s a difference?

Worst of all, she had to listen to them saying “Are we there yet?” all the way to the asteroid.