Ask a silly question…

flaming-ball

Walking into my front hallway yesterday I noticed a case of tennis balls. We usually keep these in the garage.

Me: Gar, why is this in the front hallway?

Gary: You can’t play tennis with cold balls.

Why do I feel like I set myself up for that one?

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5 responses to “Ask a silly question…

  1. Well, you asked. Sounds like something a very close friend of mine would say…!

  2. J.

    Bet he reached (protectively) for his groin when he saw that picture. ; )

  3. You did walk right into that one. Funny stuff.

  4. Neal Shrier

    I guess that would be 15-Love, Gary.

  5. Pingback: Not a Snowball’s Chance… | i could cry but i don't have time

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