The Rocket in the Pocket

Henry rubbed his hands in anticipation for the next tool to try. This one is sure to work! Holding a finger up to the Pink Panther, he reached into his pocket and retrieved a giant portable rocket!

He pulled the vehicle's string as though he were revving up the motor from a motor boat. It didn't respond. He pulled it again. Scowling in determination, he pulled the string as far back as he could and then...

Success! The engine roared to life. He was about to motion his comrade to sit behind him when he hopped on it. But then, like a horse at a rodeo, the rocket started to buck up and down trying to throw Henry off. He hung on for dear life as he tried to break the beast down and get him to obey his commands.

Meanwhile the Pink Panther's excitement perked and he pulled out a cowboy hat from seemingly out of nowhere. He raised a fist upwards and swung it in a clockwise motion as though he were rooting for the rootin' tootin' cowboy.

But soon the metallic beast had enough. It bucked Henry off in a grand motion before it jettisoned into the stratosphere up above. It left behind a trail of pink for the Pink Panther to watch in fascination.

Henry himself lay there on the ground, barely dazed before he opened his eyes and noticed the rocket's absence.

The FAIL Superior has spoken:

This rodeo ain't groovy, man.


A/N: One more option to go. You all know what that means!
References:
-Earthworm Jim originally had the pocket rocket first. Henry just borrowed it. Also, fun coincidence - the rodeo bit came in as a random spur of the moment, but Jim himself, according to sources, was said to originally come from Texas. It's funny how the subconscious mind works like that.

Enjoy!