That is Priceless by Steve Melcher for December 05, 2022

“I told Mother we were going for a stroll in the garden, but I didn’t say anything about meeting the groundskeeper.”

“I’m meeting a guy who says he’s a millionaire lumberjack from Canada. Can you believe my luck?”

Don’t believe a word of it. Why you? I’m first in line for the inheritance.

/// For A Garden Stroll in the fresh air,

girls must choose the best outfits to wear.

Hats which flatter the face

over layers of lace

to attract wealthy men to ensnare.

/// They would speak of Descartes and Voltaire,

and recite from the plays of Molière.

They’d coquettishly stare

(flashing hints they’d get bare)

at each unmarried young millionaire.

“Yes, Abby, the man looks like he fell out of the ugly tree and hit every branch. I know for a fact, however, that he makes horses jealous, if you know what I mean.”

Woo hoo, risque lady out in only her bed clothes and robe. Why, there’s barely anything left to the imagination.

Is the one in blue advertising for twitter?

While Strolling Through the Park One Day

With my very dearest girlfriend, May

My dress became undone,

A wardrobe malfunction,

Oh dear, what would strict Mama say?!

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Disapproval was at once severe

From the older ladies strolling near

But the roguish stares of men

Who happened by just then

Were the biggest thrills I had all year.

.

One immediately raised his hat

And adjusting his white cravat

Said, “I hope not you not to rankle

If I admire your shapely ankle

And briefly direct my eyes thereat.”

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Though many years have passed since then

I recall that scene from way back when

But those shapely girlish ankles

Are now swollen matron cankles …

Oh, to be a young coquette once again.

“Helen, what color is the sun in your little world?”

“It’s blue Dr. Shapiro, just like my robe.”

Nothing says wealth quite as much as wearing a $5,000 dollar gown that is going to be destroyed as it drags along the ground.

They decided it’s too much bother

To choose between him and his brother/

Though each of the brutes/

Had some fine attributes/

They settled at last for each other.

If you hold your skirt up with your free hand, then it won’t collect so much dirt…….

Their wardrobes they happily share/

(So they never “have nothing to wear”)

They never dispute/

Which of them is more cute/

They even do each other’s hair !///

And here is the best part yet:/

They live without fear or regret/

Each month, like a clock/

When they hear “Nature’s knock”/

Each is able to say “No sweat !”

Oh look. There is a sign that says “Do Not Pick the Flowers”.

Les deux jeune filles on a morning walk / Through the park, having a little girl talk. / But these delicate fleurs / Are seeking monsieurs / With eyes as sharp as those of a hawk!

" I’m wondering if those pictures you secretly took of me with Count Petitebite are worth more to him or to his wife. "

Yes. That’s a water lily on my head.

Dear sister, I don’t know what to think, first he asked me if I had read some book called Shades of Grey or something like that and then he told me to bring a rope on our date tonight..

Good old Russell’s Paradox. Still relevant.

She marveled at the skill and dedication of the unseen gardener; why, the path looked virtually swept clean on her walk back to the house.

“When you said you’d bring your umbrella in case it rained, I assumed you’d bring one big enough for both of us.”

“And how likely is it to rain, anyway?”

“We’re in Europe, you daft bint!”

“Gosh, I can’t believe we got married. Tell me a again which one of us is going to be the man?”

A Garden Stroll: 

Paste (including the quote marks) 

"Category:Auguste Toulmouche" 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 text string Stroll, and click its link for info and links that point to more info about this roughly jumbo envelope size painting.

Again, a larger strip image is shown by (Ctrl- or right-) clicking the image in Mr. Melcher’s MASTERPIECE #3038 (December 5, 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 pointing to the blog entry with my comment that has info about this artist I used to point to here. So far, 6 works by this artist have been used here. The December 2, 2022, strip shows the prior.

He wants you to do what!!???

“A Garden Stroll,” 1877

the ladies Strole before their night work, the flowers will allay some of the smell.

Siamese twins Ann and Marie out for a walk in t he garden.

The lyric is “Devil in a Blue Dress” and besides, this is an overcoat. My hot date wardrobe is in mothballs ever since the Lautrec boys turned out to be gay.

Don’t fret. Maybe tomorrow you will find a bee for your bonnet.

The lady in blue: I gave myself to Oswald last night. The lady in white: The ungratefulwretch, I too, in the afternoon!