Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for February 08, 2021

Keep bugging him, the next time it will be your head.

Fortunately, you have spares to drink with.

I actually laughed out loud.

Leave. Come back and hit him with some DDT.

For a moment I thought this was part of the Ballard Street Players annual performance of Kafka’s “Metamorphosis,” then I realized these were real bugs.

It was you who said “Bite me!”

You must be extra careful when getting into a debate with Manfred Mandible!

I call ’em as I see ’em.

Don’t mess with that guy; he’s pure weevil!

How rude! Do you know how long it takes too regrow a new one?

Snerks

There were no peanuts to munch on, so……………

“Ya know, I’d give one of my left arms to know how the Refs could make a call like that!”

[CHOMP! MAIM!]

“Well?”

(Such is life here on Blattodea Street…)

What started as an affectionate nibble kind of got intense in the heat of the moment.

“ That was my favorite arm!” (Anyone?)

Another mean drunk.

The one on the right looks like Andy Reid.

You were warned this bar might cost you an arm & a leg.

Via Monty Python… "Merely a flesh wound ".

Did Gary Larson take over Ballard Street?

The belligerent drunk. There’s one in every bar.