That is Priceless by Steve Melcher for October 26, 2022

How the UK Conservative Party picks its leaders.

For a blind guy, he sure put a beat down on those folks. He must be Daredevil’s grandfather.

Keep away from him! He has cooties!

Playing Blind Man’s Bluff is all fun and games until someone gets pantsed.

Oh, god! Everybody run! He’s going to let another one rip!

/// He agreed that he’d play Blind-Man’s Buff.

Swore he knew the game— that was a bluff.

Now he stumbles, unseeing

after girls who are fleeing.

(He imagines they’re all in the buff.)

This isn’t how we played Marco Polo this summer. There are no swirlies in this game. Let’s play Truth or Dare. C’mon guys! Enough!

Is there no end to the mirth to be had in an English pub?

What we did during lockdown.

He preferred ‘spin the bottle,’ but this was a fun twist. He just hoped he didn’t grab Richard ….. again.

“Nobody move, I dropped a contact lens.”

He doesn’t know what he’s missing — all the other guys are grabbing the gals away.

There’s a pub down in old Salisbury/

Wot is run by a bloke named Murray/

Where they plays blind man’s buff/

An’ it gets a bit rough/

But they serves up a wicked curry.///

Murray’s mum is from Pondicherry/

An’ she left in a helluva hurry/

With ‘er recipe book/

(It were all that she took/

When she caught that Westbound ferry)///

She’s a ‘Indu- she still wears her sari/

An’ a Briton she ‘appened to marry/

An’ it didn’t go well:

An’ after a spell/

(She were lucky didn’t miscarry !)///

She’s cookin’ fer Murray now/

An’ she’s servin’ up fiery chow/

An’ if that ain’t enough/

They still play blind man’s buff/

(If you visit, don’t bring yer frau)///

But if you like blind man’s buff/

An’ you think that you’ve got the right stuff/

To handle the grub/

At a real English pub/

At Murray’s you’ll learn soon enough.

Ok folks, first one he touches gives the enema!

Just pull the blindfold off, stupid.

No one catches Peter Parker.

“Okay, everyone, now we’re going to pretend that we’re the bridge crew of the Enterprise, which has just been hit by a Klingon torpedo.”

Blind-Man’s Buff: 

Paste (including the quote marks) 

"Category:Blind man’s bluff" site=commons.wikimedia.org 

(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 first Wilkie text string, and click its link for info and links that point to more info about this roughly jumbo envelope size, oil on panel painting.

Again, a larger strip image is shown by (Ctrl- or right-) clicking the image in Mr. Melcher’s MASTERPIECE #3018 (October 26, 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). I have added a comment there (awaiting Mr. Melcher’s approval) pointing to info about this artist I used to point to here. So far, 3 works by this artist have been used here. The January 8, 2016, strip has the prior.

Casey at the Tap

The pub was really jumping on that bitter winter day/

The liquor was a-flowing and folks was feeling gay/

The barkeep was Mike Casey- a well-regarded chap/

And everyone was happy with Casey at the tap…///

A few was getting tipsy- the danger still was slight/

But Casey knew it takes but two to start a nasty fight…/

And Mike already noticed the state of Danny Duff/

And Danny’s getting louder – Mike thinks he’s had enough..///

Mike has an inspiration : before things get too rough/

He climbs the bar, and hollers “it’s time for blind man’s buff !”

And Danny is the “blind man “- they cover up his eyes/

And everybody whispers, so Danny don’t get wise…

And while his eyes are covered, a couple husky guys/

Proceed to bust his kneecaps, and helpless Danny lies./

They take him to the chapel where everybody prays/

And tie him to a heavy pew – he’s there for sev’ral days…/

And Father Seamus Shaughnessy belabors him with sermons/

And Danny says it’s worse than bein’ captured by the Germans…/

The story has no moral- it’s just a bit of fluff/

But you better not be drinking when you’re playing blind man’s buff.

Oliver tied his oxcart to a tree

and entered the pub for this blindmans’ buff spree

little knowing that outside

they’d made off with his ride:

which is why he’s now called Ollie Oxen-free

They entertained themselves with lively games of ‘Blindfold the Groper’.

The picture is so dark I can barely see it. sigh

they blindfolded trump and sent him in church of new republican president. one guy even was crawling up the wall.

they blindfolded trump and sent him in search of new republican president. one guy even was crawling up the wall to get away..

The game is over when all of the furniture is overturned.

/// They all flee from the grasp of this guy.

Scrambling madly, “Don’t touch me!” they cry.

His embrace is rejected;

with the plague he’s infected,

and he’s wearing his face mask too high.

Does anyone know the actual title of this painting?