That is Priceless by Steve Melcher for June 11, 2019

The whole hunt was ruined when nobody remembered to bring the fox.

“Okay gentlemen, there is rumor that there is one fox left in this forest. We might stand a chance of getting it today.”

“Okay, who brought the brandy today? Simmons, it’s your turn, fill the flasks”

“Say goodbye, Mr. CRIPS !

We’ve got to stop meeting like this. The fox is starting to suspect.

Drop the bomb now!

“Someday they’re going to have a comic and they’re going to make fun of this painting. I’ve got to hide something..ah.. I’ll make them all women dressed as men. Ha! They’ll never suspect.”

“Dammit ! The Rabbi’s late AGAIN !”

BTW: Sorry that yesterday I didn’t realize the “reaper” was a girl. That changes everything ! So: In spite of her tender age/ she seethed with a murderous rage!/ She ravaged the cabbage/ with a fury so savage/ that she had to be kept in a cage !

“Seriously? It’s the company’s annual barbecue party, and nobody thought to bring a barbecue grill?”

The guy in blue must feel pretty stupid.

“Okay, listen up everyone. We all know you must be very very quiet when hunting rabbits. But, today we are hunting the fox, so let the dogs bark, blow your horns, and gallop all through the woods. The hell with rabbits!”……E. Fudd

Teh start of teh “Redskins” dynasty.. (?)

So the odds on the guys in the wagon getting to the fox first are 500 to 1? I’ll take some of that action!

Due to an unfortunate error in scheduling the Harrington Harriers and the Hartford Houndsmen, found that they’d be chasing the same fox. A heated discussion ensued, harsh words exchanged, sabers are drawn ( who the hell wear a sword on a fox hunt ?), blows are swapped, and the hounds loosed – at each other.

In the meantime, the fox slipped away unnoticed and went to live in London under an assumed name.

The Cambridge Gay Men Hunt Club. Ted was stripped naked and forced to wear a fox tail. RUN TED RUN! Tot ta da.

No women on the hunt! You know that! The fox can smell ’em miles away. Get that buggy outahere!

With all the horses, dogs, and people; we finally outnumber the fox 100 to 1. That makes it a fair sport now. So let’s be off!

There’s always one guy who doesn’t get the memo about what color to wear.

the beginning of the game of “chase the dogs.” NO CATS.

I told her the fox hunt today was way out here in the country and she said,“Wear the FOX hat!” So I did! :>)

My spy boy saw you spy boy sittin’ by the fi-yo

My spy boy told your spy boy, “I’m gonna set you flag on fi-yo.”

I said, Hey now, Hey now,

Iko iko all day, jockomo feno na na nay, jockomo feena nay.

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=XMpaD-ktv7Q

Empty wagon. No beer. Someone is getting a royal chuffing.