Brewster Rockit by Tim Rickard for September 04, 2012

Maybe they brought some peanut butter

Insectoids to ruin the day but Brewster is always happier with ray gun anyway.

Get a Space Anteater.

Poor Brewster screws up again…

“Do you mind if we dance with your date?”

It’s a cookbook!!!

God, those guys look just like my uncles…..

It could be worse. They could be dinosaurs. (I’ve been seeing a lot of dino-documentaries on YouTube lately.)

They’re red-and-yellow-jackets!

You would need a tourniquet for that ant bite.

THEM!

ADDTIONAL ADD-ON

Pam: “Do you have a ray blaster in that basket?”

Bewster: “Always!”

Pam: “I’m never without mine!”

Brewster: “Then let’s incenerate some some insectoids!”

[ Mutiple Blasters Firing, Insectoids Screaming, Sounds Of Exoskeletons Being Blow Apart ]

Yes, I think “luck” for Brewster involves ham.

Jeez, don’t you guys do any research on a planet before you . . .. . . wait, wait, just a cartoon, remember, just a cartoon . . .

I have only one thing to say about today’s strip.(Ahem!)…RAAIIIIIIIID!!!!

OK, this is bizarre: in the copy of the strip that came in my e-mail today, in the second panel, the words “don’t get” appear to the right of Brewster. When I came here to the site to see what was going on, there is nothing there. Did anyone else have this happen?

I supposed it could have been worse…. they could have said “baked beings!”

Pull my finger.

Not to worry, those ants are redshirts!