Brewster Rockit by Tim Rickard for April 25, 2020

The lesser of two evils.

(Three if you count them separately.)

All right! I want zombies!!!

It’s easy to say. Sad when you catch it.

Brain-eating zombies would starve to life on the RU Sirius.

It looks like Dr Mel made up a hoax so that he could have the space station to himself.

Pam could test her survival outside of isolation by using the “sarcasm” of POTUS. However, the outcome would only add to the horrendous, sad loss of life this appalling virus has caused.

I guess she finished the Oreo cookies.

New! St. Joseph’s Valium for Children!

Put the brain-eating zombies in the White House. Feed a cold, starve a zombie virus.

She needs more Oreos and coffee

Just when I thought hibernation was over…

Pam: “POW! Got you BOTH last!"

ORANGE COUNTY NEWS OF THE DAY. 3,250,000 population. 36 dead.

42 days of quarantine and counting. You do the math.

Ah, Doctor Mel, why aren’t you in isolation?

!Think outside the box Pam!

Brewster…Zombie head Basketball/broom hockey/ bowling ALLRIGHT!Cliff…Knock yerselves out kidsDr. Mel…Past Pam still refuses to terminate. 9 Killbots disassembled. Try Karnor Daycare?Watchers….we are watching, no interferance.Oldbot….too tired. Summon Robot Jeeves, or Android Hazel.

think think think

I think Oldbot has the answer. Jeeves forces the whole weight of stupidity to fall on the culprit’s head. See Fire Bell Episode.Hazel wins. She’s smarter than a smart phone, and way smarter than hapless parent. Great-great Grandpa Howard Baxter (Pam look like him) never got further than 1” into the cookie jar before he heard that ominous Ahem right behind him. see pix on https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hazel_(comics) also on New Yorker pages

Dr Mel knows all about the Zombie Virus since he’s the one whose Lab it escaped from.