Brewster Rockit by Tim Rickard for November 20, 2019

Brewster, you better question for the funeral plans.

“T-rex need dental coverage before me can help with that.”

Which one’s the doctor, and which one’s the patient? (Not the receptionist.)

(Repeating a joke I used on Breaking Cat News comic the other day—)

A patient bursts into a doctor’s office, “Doctor, I believe I’m a deck of cards!”The doctor calmly replies, “Go sit in the waiting room, please, I’ll be dealing with you later.”

Caveman: “Doctor no longer with other patient now. You may go in.”

Such a primitive doctor. We all can see it’s a spleen related injury.

Doctor: Me see problem: you have Thag stuck in teeth.

Thag: (muffled) Him not patient!

“The doctor say he’s coming but you gotta pay in cash.” “all major credit cards accepted” “You can take out a loan, to pay your affordable health care insurance” “Apply online!” “Bankruptcy attorneys standing by, to assist you.” “Now! The doctor you gotta pay in cash.”

Brewster must have rocks in his head, or soon on his head.

That kid’ll need a new spleen for sure.

“Doc, suddenly light go out, smell bad, pain in whole body.”

“One thing at time. Bad case Caveman Foot…”

False economy.

It might save money on medical bills, but they should factor in the cost of training and transporting replacements and the cost of mistakes newbies will tend to make.

“Doctor, doctor, it hurts when I do this!”

“Don’t do that.”

So, the RU Serious has a group HMO plan, huh? HMO stands for Hardly [any] Medical Offered.