Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for February 22, 2025

i’m afraid potatoes are mandatory in this house

I fear the gravy boat catapult will be the next dish served.

Hubert has been dabbling with this and that in the basement again, which is why Deloris is hiding in the bedroom feigning a headache.

/// After Hubert unleashed his invention,

Lloyd thought fast and, with some apprehension,

tried to turn down the “side.”

His request was denied.

Hubert’s overdue for intervention.

Hubert does love his inventions. No one else does, though.

Good morning, Ballard Dears!

Wait till you see him serve the peas!

It looks like that “No potatoes” request may be too late — the serve is already in motion.

The Belushi way of mashed potato dispersal

Has been somewhat refined by cousin Hershel

That method was formally rather unsanitary

Now zit’s better but targeted accuracy will vary

Other pranks of ‘Delta’ House remain controversial

There was a young fellow called Hugh,

Who served tators to only a few.

He had dozens of guests,

Who all sat abreast,

Till his spud machine took off and flew!

WMD! (Weapon of Mash Destruction)

“My house, my rules,” says Hubert – which is probably the reason so many people decline invitations to dine at the Spudsnickers.

Actual LOL

I’ll pass on those potatoes, too. They’re too hard to scrape off my eyeglasses.

Mad Scientist + Mad Victims = Ballard Street…

Gentleman, starch your engine!

The special is bangers n’ mash,

And it’s served to you quick as a flash.

I then shouted “Duck!”

And they all shouted “@#$!”

“We thought it was BANGERS N’ MASH!”

Good morning Balladeers!

Back to the drawing board

I think you just get what you’re given at this table!!! Bon Appetit

Hubert’s mother told him not to play with his food. But she forgot to mention other people’s food also.

I’m reminded of the pickle shooting train on the movie Nothing But Trouble.

All the guests had no clue the Fun With Food themed dinner party was going to be so literal.

Hubert has invented Mash Transit.

Poor Hubert is clearly unstable/

which is why he was simply unable/

To wisely restrain /

His impulse Insane/

And “the shot heard round the table”.

Hubert’s manners or cause for concern/

Hubert simply refuses to learn:/

He can’t understand/

Why they’re not in demand/

Hubert’s own invitations are spurned/

( Mrs Hubert is growing concerned)/

Mrs Hubert is nice/

But the meal has a price/

Hubert isn’t exactly channeling the spirit of his distant relative Rube Goldberg.

just another little invention that he mashed together…

Genius toon! Cracks me upHAHAHAHAHA

I’ve gone right of ‘tators recently. They’re far too common.

I’ve gone off chips too.

One prefers fries.