I’m telling you, Martha, cannabis is the cash crop of the future, and not just because of the pretty flowers. Let’s fire up a bowl and I’ll tell you how it will change this new nation of ours.
♫ Eleanor Ridgely, holding some fruit on her lap as she sits by her man. Lives in a dream world, holding his arm and not saying a word. Ah look at all the lonely people. ♫ (Many many apologies to Gocomics readers and especially The Beatles.)
"Category:Portrait paintings in the National Gallery of Art" Wikimedia
(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 E10782, and click its link for info and links that point to more info about this roughly life size painting. Other versions has the strip coloration image.
Again, a larger strip image is shown by (Ctrl- or right-) clicking the image in Mr. Melcher’s MASTERPIECE #3184 (September 11, 2023) 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 .jpeg from the URL). I have added a comment there pointing to info about this artist I used to point to here. So far, 4 works by him have been used here (5 times total, including 1 repeat), the September 10, 2014, strip being the prior (the repeat). GoComics has deactivated the hyperlinks and removed the new lines in my comment there; but, perhaps the text remains informative.
Reminds of the line excised from Blazing Saddles when Lili is seducing sheriff Bart. Instead of "It’s twue, it’s twue! after the zipper sfx the original was “Baby, that’s my arm” (or words to that effect).
BE THIS GUY about 1 year ago
Eleanor Ridgely lives in a dream where she’s not married to Benjamin Laming.
Solstice*1947 about 1 year ago
/// This odd scene’s filled with objects symbolic,
like the spyglass, its size hyperbolic.
Length and girth overreaches,
plus it’s aimed at her peaches.
Ben and Eleanor— eager to frolic.
ronaldspence about 1 year ago
Steve Miller suddenly comes up with the lyrics for “Space Cowboy”after his uncle Maurice tells him the story of shaking the peaches out of her tree
Say What Now‽ Premium Member about 1 year ago
“Yes dear,THAT rod is quite lovely.”
Jayalexander about 1 year ago
No you may not freshen my blooms with your drool.
Ubintold about 1 year ago
Would you like to finger my walnetto?
Zykoic about 1 year ago
I may need a cane soon…..must give it some thought…….Apple? You guys make an iCane yet?
GoComicsGo! about 1 year ago
“So???”
“No.”
P51Strega about 1 year ago
She glances at the position of cane and says “I like where this is going.”
Call me Ishmael about 1 year ago
It really is rather uncanny/
How he’s drawn to that canyon on Annie/
The crevasse which reflects/
The one which bisects/
The crease that cleaves Annie’s fair ”fanny”.
blackman2732 about 1 year ago
Alice was beginning to think there was more to his compliment on her flower and peaches.
blackman2732 about 1 year ago
“Yes, my dear Alice, it IS a phallic symbol …. and an accurate representation, too.”
jdculhane46 about 1 year ago
Fred was working up the nerve to try a bit of “flower picking”
aerotica69 about 1 year ago
I’m telling you, Martha, cannabis is the cash crop of the future, and not just because of the pretty flowers. Let’s fire up a bowl and I’ll tell you how it will change this new nation of ours.
wincoach Premium Member about 1 year ago
And guess what baby?! It gets longer.
Call me Ishmael about 1 year ago
He’s a gentleman – he’s not a knave/
And so she will go to her grave/
Untouched by this dunce/
Who won’t take what he wants/
Although “Fortune favors the brave!”
The Wolf In Your Midst about 1 year ago
“Okay, so you have a point- we’re both overcompensating.”
MuddyUSA Premium Member about 1 year ago
Dear Adele, Can I please pluck those flowers from your (sigh) breasts……
Calvins Brother about 1 year ago
“Oh Wilbert, you devil.” “Yes I am.”
Csaw Backnforth about 1 year ago
♫ Eleanor Ridgely, holding some fruit on her lap as she sits by her man. Lives in a dream world, holding his arm and not saying a word. Ah look at all the lonely people. ♫ (Many many apologies to Gocomics readers and especially The Beatles.)
anomaly about 1 year ago
“Down, boy.”
Call me Ishmael about 1 year ago
Luigi’s the kind of a fella/
Who is simply content to compel a/
Pretty girl to comply/
With a thrust at her thigh/
But he seldom gets past her patella.
stamps about 1 year ago
I spy with my long eye….
Ken Holman Premium Member about 1 year ago
“No, Charles, you may not play ‘she loves me, she loves me not’!”
mabrndt Premium Member about 1 year ago
Benjamin and Eleanor Ridgely Laming:
Paste (including the quote marks)
"Category:Portrait paintings in the National Gallery of Art" Wikimedia
(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 E10782, and click its link for info and links that point to more info about this roughly life size painting. Other versions has the strip coloration image.
Again, a larger strip image is shown by (Ctrl- or right-) clicking the image in Mr. Melcher’s MASTERPIECE #3184 (September 11, 2023) 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 .jpeg from the URL). I have added a comment there pointing to info about this artist I used to point to here. So far, 4 works by him have been used here (5 times total, including 1 repeat), the September 10, 2014, strip being the prior (the repeat). GoComics has deactivated the hyperlinks and removed the new lines in my comment there; but, perhaps the text remains informative.
Solstice*1947 about 1 year ago
/// She looked down and then went into shock.
He said “Been like this since one o’clock
in the morning, I think.
Now past noon, still won’t shrink.
It’s far more than eight hours— call the Doc!”
Call me Ishmael about 1 year ago
When the lady is far from a virgin/
And the “beast” is beginning to burgeon/
Be quick to respond/
To the “wave” of the “wand” -/
There’s no need to summon a surgeon!
Bilan about 1 year ago
It looks like the artist painted the same face on both bodies. Did Eleanor not show up for the portrait?
Impkins Premium Member about 1 year ago
Alec Baldwin gets lucky. :)
PoodleGroomer about 1 year ago
He has his bat all warmed up and is ready to hit that flower arrangement out of the park.
d1234dick Premium Member about 1 year ago
Lady prissy is just dreaming that lord Jame’s staff is as big as his cane.
goboboyd about 1 year ago
Wishful thinking. It’s not the size of your staff. Or, so I’ve heard.
Solstice*1947 about 1 year ago
/// “This huge telescope here in my lap,
shows you I am a well-endowed chap.
No, I’m not the same size,
but when held to your eyes,
the strong lenses will narrow the gap.”
mshaw Premium Member about 1 year ago
“Benjamin and Eleanor Ridgley Laming,” 1788
Running Buffalo Premium Member about 1 year ago
Not to worry dear. I think we’ll get along fine. Mine are as fake as yours is.
Khatkhattu Premium Member about 1 year ago
Reminds of the line excised from Blazing Saddles when Lili is seducing sheriff Bart. Instead of "It’s twue, it’s twue! after the zipper sfx the original was “Baby, that’s my arm” (or words to that effect).
Call me Ishmael about 1 year ago
Tuesday:He’s il maestro- he never sweats/
No matter how hot it gets/
Though Sicilian Summer/
Is hard on a strummer/
Still his fingers fly over the frets/
No composer upsets his composure:
Can he keep pace with a piccolo? Sure !
He plays Frescobaldi /
As well as aVivaldi../
He brings any concerto to closure…///
He can play either fast or slow /
Play Baroque or ornate Rococo/
But he’s always in hock/
Cause the whole world wants Rock/
So he can’t seem to make much dough.