Brewster Rockit by Tim Rickard for August 18, 2013

Beg to differ, nobody wants to be attacked by a Corn Dog.

‘Buffalo Chicken Wings checking in.’- Cancel that; I need to get something to eat.

Careful, if you attack, they will eat you.

“This is Cucumber . . . I’m in a pickle.”

“Who made up this team?”

“Agent X.”

“Does he have a name for them?”

“The X-Menu.”

Would Cliff’s Call sign be “Fat Free Weenie?”

Oh yeah… “Baby Back Ribs, in position!”

Awww, man…. i would have code-named Pam “Cherry CupCakes”….

“Gooey Fudge Brownie, you are to rendezvous with ChessPirate beyond the moons of Saturn for… um… snacks!”

It is odd to see Brewster as the lone voice of reason in a strip.

I’m hungry now.

Or “Cheesy Grits”.

“Pepperoni Pizza, fire at will!” (It usually does, doesn’t it?)