That is Priceless by Steve Melcher for November 25, 2021

“I didn’t have to make stuffing — it already came stuffed.”

To the GoComics readers in the US: HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

The high cost of turkey made Rose cast about

for anything feathered that hadn’t sold out.

The butcher delivered,

from drowned in the river,

Philadelphia Eagle, basted with grout.

Yum, over cooked boots for dinner.

t was Fallopia’s turn to cook the traditional NFL meal for Thanksgiving Day, when she made the rookie mistake of leaving the lacings on the football.

Even garnished with spaghetti,

it still looked dark and sweaty.

I told her, "It’s wasted,

forget how it tasted.

Folks won’t eat boxing gloves, Betty."

Of that tilt in her head there are rumors. / One puts blame on some back-of-neck tumors. / But an alternate cause / cites the breaking of laws. / Is it true, or some sick gallows humor? /// Of the “accident” nobody spoke, / but we guessed when she cracked a small joke. / She’d been sentenced to croak / and had started to choke, / but had lived when the hangman’s rope broke.

true, she was no looker, but boy could Eunice bake a turkey! her secret was Calamari ring dressing!

Yes, we raised the turkey ourselves, and then my husband Ron broke it’s neck. He likes doing that

“Whatever it is, I’ll serve it, but you can’t make me look at it!

She figured that if she contrasted it with something bright white, they wouldn’t notice that she burned the turkey.

He had ordered her: “Wear your hair loose. / And tight jeans that show off your caboose. / Wear your blouse that’s low-cut. / Better do it, you slut!” / So with laxatives Rose cooked his goose.

It’s an old family recipe, but we had to substitute turkey, because you can’t get pterodactyl anymore.

Why would you eat pterodactyl?

The undesirable act’ll

be like eating bats,

without as much fat,

plus diarrhea so boundless, it’s fractal.

The author’s caption is actually the contraption that keeps stuffin’ from outward puffin’. Burma Shave (Just stringing you along)

“Oh those are rubber bands for shooting at the first person to bring up politics.”

At first I thought it was an old pair of shoes with white laces.

frida insisted on serving her (in)famous pollo con wrist bands…

The model was known as Stiff-necked Sue…

Portrait of Marie Callender in her youth. She’s baking my Thanksgiving dinner today and all I have to bring is the cranberry sauce!

Roast beast, or critter du jour

I slept wrong last night and now my neck is killing me

Cut-n-paste the head?

Reminds me of a Fabulous Furry Freak Brothers comic where Freewheelin’ Frank asks Fat Freddie what he stuffed the bird with and he said he didn’t stuff it, it wasn’t empty.

When mother sneezes on the turkey, everyone knows it !

Chiquita cooked again, this year/ and everyone’s shaking with fear./ Last year, three people died/ from flamingos she fried/ – I think I’m just having a beer.

I’ll admit that I’m still at a loss,/ and I no longer give a toss./ That thing on the plate/ is a source of debate:/ could be ostrich- could be albatross./// it’s supremely unappetizing/ and I’m not up to compromising/ Did it die of some malady ?/ All at once I feel “salad-y”../ stand back ! Now my gorge is rising…

It’s an avian of some variety/ but I’m planning to plead satiety- / “I’ve already eaten/ – three large eggs, well beaten:/ eating more is an act of impiety..”

It looks like the heart of some large animal. Or an early wind instrument that didn’t make the cut.

Chiquita is somewhat obtuse/ so she’ll likely accept my excuse./ She’s also good-humored-/ and that’s good, for it’s rumored/ that at Christmas she’s roasting a moose..

“Yeah, I’m the sister of yesterday’s model. Everything’s just so easy for her. Me on the other hand – I had to learn how to cook! Kinda sorta…”

“The turkey or me? It’s on the menu under Devil’s Bargains "

Right after she fell and broke her neck, apparently.

Mmm! Minty!

She never got the concept of onion rings.

“Fine, Mom, you were right. Two hours at 600 degrees isn’t the same as four hours at 300 degrees.”

Those are clearly toothpaste rings .

Happy Thanksgiving.

Village Girl: 

https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Arrieta_joven_de_pueblo.jpg 

(best viewed using Google Chrome, which can automatically translate most webpages if necessary) has info and links that point to more info about this roughly jumbo envelope size painting.

Again, a larger strip image is shown by (⌘- or Ctrl-) clicking the image at 

http://thatispriceless.blogspot.com/2011/08/masterpiece-639.html 

I have added a comment there (awaiting Mr. Melcher’s approval) pointing to the artist info I used to point to here. First work, by this artist, used here (2 times total, including this Throwback Thursday repeat). 

https://www.gocomics.com/that-is-priceless/2013/10/01?comments=visible 

has the first time this was used here (in the 8 years since that was posted, things have changed, as reflected by what is in the title URL).

P.S. Mr. Melcher has informed me that, unless his plans change, this will be the last strip this week.

We give thanks for our families and food. / Also football which heightens the mood. / The Macy’s Parade, / and Dog Show displayed / further reasons to drink and get stewed. /// So, this Thanksgiving, don’t overdo it. / Stick to lean meats and don’t gorge on suet. / Tryptophan overdose / may well make you morose. / If you doze driving home you will rue it.

I give thanks that I don’t have to drive./ It’s probably why I’m alive./ And to all “Priceless” fans/ Whatever your plans/ in the forthcoming years may you thrive !

“This is turducken. Enjoy.”

“What’s in it?”

“Well, you start off with a big turd…”

♪ Don’t be concerned. It will not harm you.

It’s only me preparing something I’m not sure of.

Across the top, a net of Play-Doh,

It’s deep-fried elusive butterfly of love. ♪

You needn’t eat tryptophan/ to be hit by a fool in a van/ so keep your eyes peeled/ (when in doubt ALWAYS yield !)/ and you may live to be an old man. ( or woman !)

“Dear friends and family, I hope you like this. I grew it myself.”

“What is it?”

“A tumor.”

I’m surprised there hasn’t been any

mention of facial affinity.

“I’m thinking it over,”

the look that uncovers

the late but still great Jack Benny.

Consuela got used to tying of turkeys by using her seekers, but it looks like a football.

’Ere I had lifted this lead-heavy shit,

my biceps were scrawny, my body unfit.

My weight lifter’s medal’s now worn with great pride.

I’m keeping this roast. There’s grilled cheese outside.

You are going to eat this and love it or watch my head spin for the rest of your miserable little life.

Maria’s famous turkey-shaped liver with onions.

Maybe the globs are onions or such.

Rosa’s fam’ly has all gathered here. / Now the turkey is served, and her fear: / That her Tío incites / wild, political fights. / So she turns them her left (and deaf) ear.

The post-painting party learned, sadly,

the artist portrayed motion badly.

For tipsy Rose Lee swore,

from her hips to the floor,

the whole time she was tap-dancing madly.

Took Friday off?

Tio Pepe , a man of passion,/

Is sociable, after a fashion/

Still, you’re getting the word/

though he won’t carve the bird/

Tio Pepe has carried a knife/

Every day of his adult life/

Though he never has cut/

anyone but one slut/

Who happened to be his wife..///

But take my advice (if you please),/

Appraise the prevailing breeze,/

And be upwind of him/

(For it gets pretty grim)/

When old Pepe cuts the cheese…

When she brought in the bird, it looked so sweet/The aroma, the white and the dark meat/When they ate it, their eyes/Had a look of surprise…./They were dead on the floor in a heartbeat.

Interesting that nobody posted about the bird …

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Gc4QTqslN4

Dear James Fridman

My mother’s head didn’t look quite right. Could you make it look like she is looking left?

Appreciate it.

Augustin

https://www.boredpanda.com/photoshop-troll-guy-james-fridman/?utm_source=google&utm_medium=organic&utm_campaign=organic