That is Priceless by Steve Melcher for June 20, 2022

“What warranty? I don’t even own a carriage!”

/// The first long-distance call had gone well,

despite frowns from the gathered cartel.

And the man on the phone

has a face that’s not known,

but be sure that his name rings a bell.

Hello Doctor? Have the paternity test results come back yet?

So? Who won the World Series – Boston or Cleveland?

“What do you mean my car’s warranty is expired? What’s a car?”

“Some day people will be able to take pictures with this.”

Tomas Edison pitching his new invention “The Electric Hooka” to potential investors.

“Testing, testing. FBI, are you onboard? Vladimir, can you hear me alright? Okay, it appears to be ready, run some wires over to the White House.”

“Hey Siri”

" Para Espanol,marque dos…"

“We’re sorry. We are experiencing an unusually high volume of calls…”

“That’s odd – I’m getting a busy signal..”

The gentlemen’s club awaiting their turn on the phone sex line.

“Down in front—Hey, I mean it! DOWN IN FRONT!”

No, I don’t need to talk about my auto warranty!

It hasn’t been that long ago, I recall, / When phones sat on a desk or hung on the wall. / In either case / You had to stay in one place, / And remember the number you wished to call.

Here depicted- a major event

Of incalculable long-term extent

A new man-made Hell

Begotten by Bell

A new “winter of our discontent”///

No matter what pleasant things/

You’re doing – when that phone rings/

They will come to a halt -/

And it isn’t your fault…/

It’s a “blessing” the telephone brings.

Rollie invents a straw for drinking out of your desk.

Hey Watson, what are you wearing?

6 family size with stuffed crust, delivered.

" … Your call is important to us. Please stay on the line and one of our agents will be with you shortly…"

The Germans have one of their own/

Who (they claim) invented the phone/

The dispute’s acrimonious/

But his name ain’t euphonious/

So I think he died broke and alone…

“Honey, can I call you back? …. Because, I’m in a meeting … Can’t I just put them in the clothes hamper when I get home tonight? …. Now? … sigh Fine”

“Meetings over, fellas. _Who the hell invented this damned thing anyway….?”

“Our next task, gentlemen: To devise a method of sending unwanted images of our genitalia to women over this device.”

“Hey, Watson? Do you have Prince Albert in a can?”

“You were right, Watson. There is a market for personal mustache waxing services. Is there ever!”

“Please deposit 5 cents for the next 3 minutes.”

“Man, that cat is blowin’ some mean shit on that horn. Too bad he accidentally superglued it to the desk.”

How can you be calling about my car’s extended warranty. They haven’t invented cars yet.

“Hold on, Watson. I’ve got a call on the other line.”

It’s pretty funny – clearly, the artist had never seen somebody actually use a phone, so he was working from a description. (apparently he assumed ‘you put it to your mouth’ meant that you had to eat the receiver)

Damn, I keep getting a busy signal!

An Ancient Roman latrine: 

Paste (including the quote marks) 

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(syntax supported by the Google, Bing, Yahoo, Duckduckgo, Ecosia, and Yandex search engines) in the browser address bar (or search for it using one of those search engines) and choose the first Category: found, and once there find the text string Chicago, and click its link for info and links that point to more info related to this engraving. First Other versions is origin of strip image.

Again, a larger strip image is shown by (Ctrl- or right-) clicking the image in Mr. Melcher’s MASTERPIECE #2945 (June 19, 2022) blog entry, accessible by the Check out the blog! box after the last comment, and using the dropdown menu (even larger if you trim what’s after .png from the URL). So far 43 works, initially with unknown attribution, have been used here. The May 9, 2022, strip has the prior.

I have a question….is your refrigerator running?

Watson never thought anyone knew / How his “love with no name” had come true / But Alex G. Bell / Could be sultry as hell / When he whispered, “Come, Watson, I want you.”

Why does it look like, in the upper left hand corner, the is an outline of a lowercase letter “b” with a square in the middle?

Mr. bell, being very near sited though that Watson was sitting on the table but then he tasted Bakelite and then realized it was the phone after all.

the other frat members wait in suspense as alexander tests the new bong prototype…

Waiting in line to place their sports bets …

Oh yeah? Just how recently was that “menu changed”?