That is Priceless by Steve Melcher for April 16, 2024

The medication DID say that it could cause drowsiness, and not to operate heavy machinery or enter into sword duels after taking it.

That pervert, keeping his hand on his sword even as he sleeps!

Mars sleeping off a night he spent partying with Dionysus.

/// Here’s the fierce god of war, Mars, asleep.

He’d been counting blood-soaked slaughtered sheep.

As he dozes, wars cease

for a brief, fitful peace,

but the widows and orphans still weep.

You don’t know the meaning of bore/

Til you’ve made preparations for war/

And your armor is gleaming/

You forgot what you’re fighting for.

Super hungover, Mars will later attempt to find his pants.

waiting for the blacksmith to finish with his pants!

He was told that he could do battle tonight. But they didn’t mention it was a game of D&D with some kids.

Doesn’t get enough sleep at knight

It was time to go “night-knight.”

After dressing for battle, Sir Fred still had the feeling that he had forgotten something.

Don Quixote dreaming of the good old windmill-fighting days.

Very few were willing to prank him by beating the drum to wake him when he napped with his sword in hand.

Archie was tired of hearing that he was not suited to wear armor. Narcolepsy and heavy metal don’t mix well.

Mmmmmm, it feels larger today.

“Wake Me Up Before You Go Go.”

Even his feather is tired.

Reginald has had a very long day at Ren Faire.

Waiting for the party to start so he can do his open champagne with sword trick.

I say, it takes forever to IRON my pants.

Nodding off as judge gives jury instructions.

“You snooze, you lose.”

Once a knight, always a knight, but once a night is enough!

Sir Cedric the Drowsy often forgot to put on the bottom half of his armor.

The downside: He was rusted in place and the oil can was out of reach. The upside: Good excuse for a nap.

It takes half an hour to get the armor off, so you want to take your time in the restroom.

Waiting for the pants to be welded.

It’s sure taking a long time for those metal pants to dry.

Maybe now that I’ve slaughtered the drummer I’ll be able to get some sleep!

Nighty knight!

Shouldn’t that be a good Knight’s sleep?

Mars Asleep: 

Paste (including the quote marks) 

"Category:Paintings of armour" 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 Asleep, and click its link for info and links that point to more info (perhaps best viewed using the Google Chrome or Mozilla Firefox browsers, which can automatically translate most webpages if necessary) about this roughly human size painting. 

Again, a larger strip image is shown by (Ctrl- or right-) clicking the image in Mr. Melcher’s MASTERPIECE #3305 (April 16, 2024) 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 info about this artist I used to point to here. So far, 2 works by him have been used here, the May 28, 2014, strip being the prior. GoComics has deactivated the hyperlinks and removed the new lines in my extensive comment there; but, perhaps the text remains informative.

the duke, having just finished “tearing him a new one”. is resting before a new go with his sword.

“Sleeping Mars”, ca. 1625

Playing a knight and a ballerina in the same play took its toll.

Those arm pieces don’t have any visible hinges to open them up. How on earth did he get them on?

(Oh, yeah, Mars. Guess Vulcan fashioned them in place at the beginning.)

For Wednesday:

Lesser sculptors were frankly invidious/

Of the masterworksProduced by Phidias/

But Praxiteles knew/

(And it’s obviously true)/

That the one that Phid’s pitching is hideous.

He’s a method actor, waiting to read for the part of the Tin Man in a remake of The Wizard of Oz. He hadn’t worn the armor for so long that it rusted, and now he’s waiting while the rust is sanded out. (That stuff can really chafe when it rubs against his skin!)

Guess he’s at Jury selection

Duelling bad poets