Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for June 22, 2018

Morris always was a handy sort.

Morris may get his hand handed back to him in an aggressive manner.

You never know what’s on other people’s butt, says Morris. But I still like to hand it to them.

Morris, where is your comb? Grooming standards seem to being going to pot on Ballard Street.

He doesn’t want to be caught short-handed.

I would keep a lot of distance. And it would not be guy I would slap on the rear.

Sheriff! He’s at it again! And Susan just left her house and she walks past the Morris Manor… he wouldn’t, he better not, I saw that she’s carrying an umbrella today!

Notice the note pad; probably used to keep a record of his dalliances.

Just try it, sunshine…….

Good luck finding an old guy with a butt, Morris.

A little more distance goes a long way.

Better hope somebody doesn’t have a longer arm than you, Morris.

I can’t tell at this angle, has someone blackened one of his eyes yet?

Having 5 fingers, Mickey decided to throw out that glove.

Morris should go to Non Sequitor today.

But poor Morris doesn’t understand why, every time he gives someone an Atta-Boy, all he gets back is Atta-Tude…

Wise advice. Where was he before I met my ex-wife…

Morris has never gotten over his high school days, playing varsity football.

There was lots of butt slapping and fanny patting going on back then.

Plenty of wet towel snapping in the locker room, too !

Oh, how he yearns for the good old days.

Um, has anyone heard from WHITE HERON???

They like to keep a little distance from him, too.

Depends on where he lives…

Sound thinking, Morris!