Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for January 23, 2022

That’s when you pick yourself out from the broken boards, go back inside, pick the splinters out, and go back to bed!

Gary should’ve known better that to have eaten Beverly’s biscuits for breakfast, they’re always as heavy as lead.

The worst part has yet to come, when Edna snidely reminds him that he was supposed to fix the porch last weekend.

No bout a doubt it.

The porch pothole!

If only he had started that diet last week like he planned. But then Edna made her famous canolli.

Then again, Gary proceeds on to work as if nothing has happened. It takes a lot to faze him these days.

And that’s how the idea for a secret entrance to his yet-to-be-built man cave came to life.

36" joist spacing? Sure, why not, what could go wrong.

Gary’s beginning to get really board with it all…

It’s his behind that caused it!

Yup.. that first step out this morning was a doozie. Darn termites

Where is that guy I paid for the trap door??

He’s got some splainin’ to do

Rumors of a beaver and termite team up against Gary, the local exterminator, look to be right.

Perhaps the biggest part of Gary is behind him….literally.

Gary: Call my lawyer!

You mean to tell me this is not normal ? It looks like any other day for me.

Gary’s day just bottomed out.