Pam, that would be a resounding “NO!”
3 months to Mars…
Pa -aam . . . are we THERE yet???
Too bad you can’t toss him in a Cryo-Chamber then thaw him out later Pam.
Sci Tech, that’s the way i count ’em when I drink ’em, too,……
Pam remembered too late after agreeing to Punch Buggy that they were headed to the Insectoid planet.
As some computer nerds I used to know would sing, “Hex FF bottles of beer on the wall, hex FF bottles of beer…”. Maybe from Dr. Mel, but not from Brewster.
Aleph-null bottles of beer on the wall, aleph-null bottles of beer.Take one down, pass it around, Aleph-null bottles of beer on the wall.
I can’t wait till next week to find out how the next verse goes.
Pa -aam . . . Brewster won’t stop hitting me!
Houston we have another problem. (thx. Foxtrot about ’94)
Pam should’a brought her kids along to keep Brewster occupied . . ☻
Let’s play count the stars-quietly. You go first Brewster.