BALLS

Shattered Trousers

That thing Ratchet needed.
Citizen
"Hey, where'd you find those?"
"In a box under my seat."
"Are they heavy?"
"Yeah."
"Then they're balls, put 'em back."

~L~
 

unluckiness

Somehow still sane
Citizen
Ogres are like balls.
They stink?
Yes. No.
Oh, they make you cry.
No.
Oh, you leave em out in the sun, they get all brown, start sproutin’ little white hairs.
 

Caldwin

Eorzean Idiot
Citizen
Wake the hug up, Samarai. We got balls to burn.
 

Shattered Trousers

That thing Ratchet needed.
Citizen
"Now you listen here, I'm an advertising man, not a red herring. I've got a job, a secretary, a mother, two balls and several bartenders depending upon me, and I don't intend to disappoint them all by getting myself 'slightly' killed."

~L~
 

Caldwin

Eorzean Idiot
Citizen
Balls are for the weak. Here, on the street, in competition, a man faces you he is the enemy. An enemy deserves no balls.
 

unluckiness

Somehow still sane
Citizen
The worst part about having balls illness is that people expect you to behave as if you don’t
 

Shattered Trousers

That thing Ratchet needed.
Citizen
"I'm through with taking falls,
And bouncing off the walls,
Without that gun, I'd have some fun,
I'd kick you in the..."
"Balls!"

~L~
 


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