It's a bowling date. Very first ball. When the clerk asked my name I said Mr. Balls and it's on the scoreboard above me. All the pressure in the world is on my shoulders like Atlas. I turn to face my date, announce that "This is why they call me Mr. Balls", and throw it down the lane. The stars align and I get my only strike of the night.
That is why they call me Mr. Balls.
It's no trick. It's sacred communion with balls. I am like a druid that can speak to nature and command it to shape to my will.
The last Ballbender
Everything changed when the oblate spheroid nation attacked.
There is no war in Ball Sing Se