Off the Mark by Mark Parisi for February 22, 2024

That’s a ballsy move.

I remember when tennis balls were white. I’m so old.

Those balls could fetch you lots of soggy treats in cash.

Pull the wrong one out and we’ll have a ball!

We came across one that apparently had been run over by a car. Brother attached a string and hung it in the garage to let him know where to park.

I’ll say one thing for that dog, he’s got balls.

Looks like balls to the walls.

Sheldon couldn’t give up the lousy golf ball.

Nothing. Keep it all, bro. It’s okay.

Play a game of Jenga with them, and that storage unit will be emptied in no time at all.

well, no one can say ‘’you got no balls’’’

Some tennis balls, for starters. Give some to your friends.

Must have put them in there when they were still covered in wet dog drool, nature’s natural adhesive.

Seems like a clear case of overcompensating for a loss of, well, who knows – could be anythings.

Well, start with the top row and decide

He’s got them all in perfect hoarder.

A lifetime of accomplishments.

Apparently, they were all glued together.

The door?