That is Priceless by Steve Melcher for January 15, 2025

/// It’s Epiphany and The King Drinks.

(Not the real King; tonight’s for hijinks.)

He’s the Lord of Misrule,

Twelfth Night’s carnival fool.

Sired a bottomless toddler who stinks.

Everyone love the Burger King.

The Confirmation hearings make Dry January difficult

“You wanna be where everybody knows your name…”

He can cure narcolepsy just by entering a room. His reputation is expanding faster than the universe. He’s the most interesting man in the world. He doesn’t always drink beer, but when he does it’s not Coor’s, Bud Lite, Strohs, Schlitz or Pfeiffers. Stay thirsty my friends.

All right get the girls doing tequila shots and we’ll have them out of their tops in nothing flat and none of them are flat!

Whatever is going on here/

Decorum does not interfere/

Perhaps peace on Earth?/

Or a Savior’s birth ?/

More likely – unlimited beer.

America drinking themselves insensible to ride out the next four years, five days, of insanity.

“Old King Cole was a merry old soul…”

Someone found my picture celebrating Christmas in Gaspe’ last month. I don’t speak French, but we sure did party!

The parties always got wild when there was a full moon.

At least one of them is em•bare•assed about their behavior.

I just got to ask…. does that butt belong to a child or a ‘little person’?If it is a child, why is it at a wild adult party?If it’s a ‘little person’ I’ve got many more questions.

“Sweet Caroline Ba Ba Ba.”