it is not easy being a tough guy
Mrs Space Wolowitz
What is it with women and throw pillows? I just throw them on the floor so I can sit on the sofa. I guess that’s where they get the name.
“He followed me home, Mom! Can I interrogate him?”
Mom: I heard that an interrogation room isn’t complete without Iron Maiden, so I bought you a cd.
Seems like Brewster has met his match.
Those throw pillows could come in handy for mopping up the blood from the upcoming interrogation!
Brewster is in for a hospitable interrogation.
Poke him with the soft cushions!
If he’s made of harder stuff, fetch . . . THE COMFY CHAIR!
Lemonade, cookies and a comfy chair. Brewster will never leave.
Interrogate Cliff. He’ll say anything for donuts.
Mwa ha ha ha. Speak or you get the electric chair, Brewster! So you won’t speak , eh? Well, then so be it. ….
Hey waitsaminute. Mom! What’s this massage chair doing here? This ain’t a darned spa.
At first I wondered how that dunce ever managed to capture Brewster. Then I thought…Brewster…
This is the funniest this toon has ever yet been for me.
For the interrogation – he needs Graham Norton’s big red chair.
Next it will be flowers and doilys.
“Mrs., uh, Stormtrooper, do you expect me to talk?”
“No, Mr. Rockit, I expect you to dine.”
“Mo-om, I can’t Hench like this!”
Dr. Rick needs to come in and remove the “Live, Love, Laugh” signs from the interrogation room, too.
Wonder how her lemonade tastes
time to get your own place.
He should let Mom interrogate Brewster. I am sure she would get more information.
This is why you don’t take your work home with you.
This is hilarious! (You had me with “Mom?”)
And I’ll bet mom replaced his phaser rifle with a nerf gun….
“Why not show him your Hot Wheels set? I’ll bring the cookies and milk.”
Is “Mom” a June Cleaver clone?
Love this arc