BALLS!
Balls
Balls?
The ball is in your court.
Go balls to the walls.
Breaking your balls.
Even Target has balls.

Note two giant angry red balls in front of store. Coincidence? You decide.
We’re living in a balls-obsessed world.
TW: If you’re tripping balls reading this, either move on or grow a pair before reading further.
Too many balls in the air
REALLY hard to focus if this is the case.
Two — even one, if you’ve had a rough life — swinging in briefs or snug in tighty whities, no prob.
Three, as a novice juggler, also no prob.
I haven’t figured out how to add a fourth or fifth or beyond whilst juggling, but clearly others have. They don’t seem to have too many aloft.
But, at whatever level, if you have too many sailing about, you’ll be unhappy, no matter what the number.
Note to self: Self care may hinge on having just the right number of balls in the air.
“The ball’s in your court” your Honor
As long as the gavel stays put, probably no problem.
However, with great power comes great responsibility. So, who knows what kinda whacking could result from a magistrate going balls out and abusing his/her power.
It’s really up to them, or as is said “Your Honor, the ball’s in your court.”
Going balls to the walls
Seems awkward and counterproductive.
Going “balls down the halls”, and you’ll be much more likely to get something done.
When it’s cold enough to freeze the balls off a brass monkey
Not brass, but still looks miserably cold.
The balls, wise as they are, will look after themselves in this situation and ascend, or attempt to ascend, to their ancestral home, way up inside, nearer to the kidneys from whence they came during embryonic development.
As a doctor I wouldn’t be going balls out if I didn’t provide a little medical knowledge in a story about huevos, however scrambled this tale may be.
If my aunt had balls, she’d be my uncle
Possibly.






