Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for March 20, 2023

Meanwhile, Mrs. Ferguson has had one or four too many glasses of wine.

And he’s making that painting off-centering.

Especially since Todd is on his fourth drink and is about to unexpectedly land in Mr. Ferguson’ lap.

I’m guessing he finds Todd’s breath a bit off-putting. But at least Marjorie appears to be enjoying herself.

Todd’s one of those who, if you even respond to one of his remarks, thinks he’s become the center of your attention for the rest of the party.

The framed picture is about to find it off-putting, too.

Mr. Ferguson regrets asking Todd about his special interests.

Todd, you need to back off a bit, you are definitely intruding in Mr. Ferguson’s personal space.

I love Van Amerongen’s art.

It’s Todd’s impacted wisdom tooth story again – boy, that never gets old, does it…?

Todd is going to be off putting as soon as that knee slides off the arm of the couch.

I hate when they hover and hang on the art work.

He’ll miss out on a lot of great parties in the future then.

I’m afraid Todd’s drink is about to be quite on-putting…

Todd: This guy can’t take a hint!

Todd has a story to tell.. and by God he is going to tell it.

Good morning Balladeers and Tigressy!

When his drink and his comb-over are in your personal space, it’s time to tell Todd to step back.

His informal manner and the garlic stuffed olives in his martini’s.

Todd’s habit of spitting when he talks has covered Mr. Ferguson’s face with boozy, foul-smelling saliva. Oh, and Mrs. Ferguson just broke wind.

It appears that Mr. Fergusun may soon on-put a limit to Todd’s out-put.

Todd looks huge. I hope he doesn’t fall.