Lovely post on the serial comma or the Oxford comma: the placement of a comma before the coordinating conjunction at the end of a list.
However amusing the post and image, however, my inner grammar nazi – who lurks in my unconscious wearing full Victorian frock coat, top hat and mutton chop whiskers so large various forms of wildlife have taken up residence – balks at it. It’s just wrong he hisses at me: it’s American, it’s lazy, it’s unnecessary.
Surely the context make any ambiguity clear; and, if not, a bit of shuffling of the word order would resolve any ambiguity. Why should we invite “the strippers, Hitler and Stalin” when we could invite “Hitler, Stalin and the strippers”?