I need a PA. I have ballsed up one too many times this week meaning that the house is full of sighs and slowly shaking heads. The balls that are usually juggled with vary degrees of efficiency have adopted a random and unpredictable trajectory bouncing off the walls at all angles. Only a highly trained Ninja would have any hope of catching them all. So, I have reached the conclusion that I need a PA.

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