That is Priceless by Steve Melcher for June 15, 2012

Can I get a burger with that shake?

It’s the hustle in her bustle that rustle in his muscle.

I may be wrong but the clothing styles in this painting are anachronistic. The man’s outfit is from an earlier period that the woman’s.

Shake it but don’t break it, baby—it’s already cracked!

Wow! fashionistas. I’m wearing at least 3 different eras right now. I have T shirts older than that painting.

According to ancient lyrics, she climbed the stairway to heaven, but the stores were all closed.

You never see people in pictures from the past, eating on the hoof.Just 3 square meals a day at a table and no snacking. How on earth did they manage it?

that’s a fine looking bitch.

Click-to-enlarge image available from here.Auction details of My Next Door Neighbour are provided here (click the image for a different coloration, zoomable image). This has a different coloration image, and links to other works by this artist, as well as other topical links. This has an online collection of his works, with a few descriptions (not of this one). His Wikipedia page and collection.Fourth of the 11 works by this artist, that have, so far, appeared in Mr. Melcher’s blog, to also appear here.

I don’t get it…

London was notorious for street food too. In the 18th and 19th centuries people bought food straight off the barrow or out of the basket of a street seller and yes, ate it on the street.

“Phew! I’d better work that ‘snack’ off now. Anybody got a doughnut to break the monotony?”

It’s ok to look.

The fast food analogy is lost on me after the shake part. Although It’s probably no less vague than the saying from my era: “If I had a swing like that I’d put it in my backyard!” I get the swing part, but what would be the equivalent of putting it in the back yard?

19th century creeping on his neighbour’s profile…

♫♪♫♪Shake shake shakeShake shake shakeShake your booty!Shake your booty!♫♪♫♪

♫♪♫♪Gonna find my baby, gonna hold her tightgonna grab some afternoon delight.My motto’s always been;when it’s right, it’s right.Why wait until the middle of a cold dark night.When everything’s a little clearer in the light of day.And youknow the night is always gonna be there any way.♫♪♫♪Sky rockets in flight.Afternoon delight. Af - ternoon delight.♫♪♫♪

OK, I was a little late, but you didn’t have to marry the dog.

Another work by this artist can be found here.

It’s England!