Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for November 25, 2020

Fish? What fish? I didn’t see a fish.

Larry often leaves his current projects laying around the house, which is at odds with Betty’s mania for order.

She’ll make that fish stick.

That’s not a fish – that’s a fishing lure. – That beast in the lake won’t escape this time!

This ’toon smells fishy to me.

“Ce n’est pas un poisson”

Sounds like Lawrence has been hitting the Magritte-as again.

You don’t leave Christmas gifts lying around unwrapped!

It’s like when my friend gave me a giant elephant for the room and said, “Don’t mention it”

There’s a phish?

Does it have a name? Harvey?

If she’s the one with the fish: “You mean the one that got incinerated tomorrow?”

If he’s the one with the fish: “You mean Harvey?”

This one’s too bizarre, I got nothing.

Has Lawrence been phishing online?

I’m fishing for the punchline here. So far, nothing’s biting.