That is Priceless by Steve Melcher for November 14, 2023

Before vitamin D pills were invented, the recommended way to avoid rickets.

Look, you can’t claim to have gone skinny dipping if you don’t actually go in the water.

/// Two young women who bathe on the rocks

had no bathing suits under their smocks.

And their bathing is done,

not in sea, but in sun.

They will wish they had each used sun blocks.

“Don’t look, that guy over there is staring at us. Should we tell him to ‘take a picture, it would last longer?’ ’”

Fischer has a much better grasp on choosing women to paint than yesterday’s artist.

Let me tell you of two Danish foxes/

Who went to sunbathe on the rockses/

And, forgetting the tide/

Set their clothing aside../

Now they don’t even know where their socks is..

just think, no tan lines!

The Sirens of the old myths waited in vain

For passing sailors to fall for their luring refrain

Since the fashion of scant swimsuits

And nude beaches all over took roots

Their shock appeal has been on the wane.

“I’m not uptight. I remember what you said about my body the last time.”

No, I haven’t read The King’s New Clothes. But what does that have to do with the bathing suits I bought for us?

They need to be careful when sitting at the beach; they wouldn’t want to come home with crabs.

“There’s a high-end brothel in Boston. We can take the Red Line to Causeway Street and hail a cab to Fenway Park…”

And it came to them as they walked into town and men threw dollars at them, that maybe they wouldn’t have to worry about college tuition after all.

When the Coppertone® girls grew up, they were more poised in their poses.

Haulover beach fla. with rocks.

These new perms don’t even droop when wet.

They don’t need to barter for towels. They’ll have air-dried by the time they reach town.

“The Boobsy Twins: A Day at the Beach”

Barter what, exactly?

Fischer has shown he was the smartest, For painting nudes was not really the hardest, He said he liked their good looks, And was quoted well before Mel Brooks, “It’s good to be the artist”.

Upside: No tan lines.

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Downside: Those rocks aren’t exactly padded.

Bathing On The Rocks: 

Paste (including the quote marks) 

"Category:1924 paintings from Denmark" Wikimedia 

(syntax supported by the Google, Bing, Yahoo, DuckDuckGo, and Ecosia 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 BATHING, 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 (Ctrl- or right-) clicking the image in Mr. Melcher’s MASTERPIECE #3221 (November 14, 2023) 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 the blog entry with my comment and reply pointing to info about this artist I used to point to here. So far, 4 works by him have been used here (the April 24, 2023, strip artwork, misattributed to him here, is a copy by an unknown artist), the August 22, 2023, strip being the prior.

“Birds do it, Bees do it, why don’t we do it?”

“Do those fishing boats seem a lot closer to us now than they were a few minutes ago?”

I don’t get it. After all this dipping, we haven’t gotten any skinnier.

The artist drew that girl’s boob sideways. DERP!

Face it, she’s only going to barter for one towel.

I know it’s after labor day, but I could have bought us a pair of non-white bathing suits.

That would indeed be a dilemma, since our society is so deathly afraid of nudity.

Brings to mind the joke about two band-aids and a cork.

It’s clear to us lecherous dudes/

that each of these strumpets exudes/

Good health and nutrition/

For in any position/

each protrudes where we’d hope she protrudes..///

As they sit in the sun on the jetty/

(Ingeborg and her bosom pal, Betty)/

To direct rays displayed/

While we sit in the shade:

That it’s we – and not they – growing sweaty..

For Wednesday:

His conversation is nimble/

And his cane is a fine phallic symbol,

And somehow or other/

He has dazzled her mother../

But his scrotum’s the size of a thimble.

Ok, so now we’re naked and alone. What more is there to do?