That is Priceless by Steve Melcher for August 11, 2023

Women; doing the “fish slapping dance”.

Fish fight! You go girl, slap her with that haddock!

Is it just me or is something fishy here?

“Do you have any 7’s?” “Go fish!”

/// Newlyn women are shown Sharing Fish.

It’s as fair as a person could wish.

First they pooled all they’d caught

then a stranger was brought

in to sort equal shares for each dish.

/// How much fish is caught comes down to luck.

Some days, try as they might, some are stuck.

But this system makes sure

the “rich” share with the “poor,”

and the smell’s all that’s fishy here. Yuck!

Be carefull you’ll never get the smell off.

In those days, they carried around a fish so nobody would ask what that smell is.

Edna Halibut would not be outdone. As the other women gathered around, she gave her all to unseat Wilma Sturgeon as the village twerk champion.

Society’s short lived experiment in using fish for currency

I’ll see your shad and raise you a mullet

“You musht remember thish, a fish ish shtill a fish, a sigh is shtill a sigh…”

These ladies are glad they’re female:/

Whilst their men are out chasing a whale/

They’re safe on the beach/

Well beyond danger’s reach/

However, they’re working for scale.///

The downside to this enterprise/

(Aside from your husband’s demise)/

The division of labor/

Between you and your neighbor:/

On occasion, disputes may arise..///

The evidence, mostly archival/

Suggests it’s a fight for survival/

When there’s little to share/

Life becomes quite unfair/

The your neighbor becomes your rival.

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“She dwelt among untrodden ways“/

Aye- that is where she dwelt:/

She made her living scaling fish/

And so she smelled of smelt..

They look more interesting than any of the other fishwives on those Bravo shows.

Old Mrs. Trout is pictured looking for a suitable codpiece for her husband.

When I bring home fresh fish…my husband Ollie undresses!

The ladies found out using fish to play cornhole didn’t work so well.

Her she is, all the way from Alma NB, Nora Burnett, your 1879 “herring choker queen”!

“You what?! That- no, being a fishwife doesn’t mean you actually marry the fish!”

No thanks, my husband prefers my tuna.

Better than what they have on their schedule now. I must be getting old. I remember when Bravo had things like ballet, opera, concerts and old B & W movies on its programme list.

Mabel trying to teach her friends how to play Go Fish.

Lisa got a pike on her head.

“Oooh, y’got yerself a good dowry there, dear! The boys’ll be swarmin’ round ye.”

look ladies, if you don’t wash you will start smelling like this 3 day old fish.although some of the boys like it.

Sharing Fish: 

Paste (including the quote marks) 

"Category:Royal Cornwall Museum" site=commons.wikimedia.org 

(syntax supported by the Google, Bing, Yahoo, 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 Gotch, and click its link for info and links that point to more info about this roughly jumbo envelope size painting.

Again, a larger strip image is shown by merely clicking the image in Mr. Melcher’s MASTERPIECE #679 (September 25, 2011) blog entry, accessible by the Check out the blog! box after the last comment. I have added a comment there (awaiting Mr. Melcher’s approval, may take days while he’s away) pointing to info about this artist I used to point to here. So far, 2 works by him have been used here (3 times total, including this repeat), the August 31, 2012, strip being its first use. GoComics has deactivated the hyperlinks and removed the new lines in my comment there; but, perhaps the text remains informative, though somewhat outdated (this isn’t privately owned). The January 24, 2017, strip has the prior by him.

Dr. Suess’ alternative cover for “One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish”

/// An old fairy tale tells of a fish

which, if caught, grants its catcher a wish

on condition that he

be returned to the sea.

And he was, (as bones scraped off a dish.)

My original post in 2012:

I’ll smack you with a mackerel!

I’m sorry I stepped on it, but you shouldn’t leave it laying around.

For Monday:

They’re wearing them high this year/

But I hope that they’re stopping here:/

If the trend continues/

They be stretching their sinews/

With a breast draped over each ear!