Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for April 14, 2024

or “balls” for that matter….

Obstinacy and an ability to wear a potential player down have filled Bob with assured hope that she will become more interested in his ball.

From that look in his eye, “ball” is an euphemism for…um…yeah, Mildred has no interest in that either.

Bob takes great pride in being a ball bearing man.

Just wait until Mildred gets a hold of a wicket.

Just going to pass on commenting…

It’s only his mind that she cares about.

Bob feels like Sisyphus nowadays. It’s an uphill push every time. Mrs Higglepooder keeps flirting, and she’s looking more interesting every day.

Bob’s really on the ball.

Hey! [Wink! Wink!] My middle name’s Jack, and you could be Ballin’ the Jack right now!”

{Scene censored to protect innocent eyes}

Ballard Bob’s Ball’s been badly bounced…

If you don’t want anyone touching it, put it away.

Honestly, I thought that the “Superball Grand Prize” would be more of a monetary nature…

It’s a package Mildred.. Bob comes with balls.

No siree Bob.

Considering the size of it, I can see why he doesn’t keep it in his pants.

There once was a man of Devizes, Who had balls of different sizes. One was so small, it was no ball at all, But the other won several prizes.

Good morning Balladeers!

An evolved couple, Mildred’s role is the chain.

Cinderella’s ball was much more elegant and classy-like…

Well… as trends go, that’s one in a row.

Oh, go bob for apples.

bob says, go ahead, say “bob’s bibbity bubbly bouncy balls” five times fast…

Is she able to follow the bouncing ball?

She’s not having a ball. Not even Bob’s.

Step One: Fully deflate ball.

Step Two: Bob’s your uncle!