Arthur

Arthur jokes

Port

  • The best way to enjoy Port Arthur is to shoot through--a quote by hilarious comedian Isaac Butterfield.

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  • Pi

  • The fattest knight at King Arthur's round table was Sir Cumeference. He acquired his size from too much pi.

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  • Superman

  • Fritz Cheng was asked to write three articles on the subject. He went to his grandmother and advised her: "Question: Kill people! I am sorry, Mr. Fritz, I am looking for his brother—what do you suggest?"

    Brother: "I'm Superman. I am Superman!"

    Fritz remembers entering the room. That's Alfredo's question in front of the TV: "Do you have any advice?"

    Fritz tells a story from his school days. "Remember our words?" said Professor Fleck. "An artist? Is that true? Frison, who are you?"

    "I am Superman. I'm Superman," he said. "I hope to meet the president."

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  • Man

  • Three men were in a desert. One man was holding a jug, the 2nd was holding a paper bag, and the last was holding a car door. A man came around and asked the 1st why he had a jug. He said it was his water and if he got thirsty, he would take a drink.

    Then he asked the second why do you have a paper bag? The guy said this is my packed lunch, so if I get hungry, I will eat my lunch.

    Then he asked the last man why he has a car door and he said if he got hot he would roll down the window.

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  • Community talk

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  • Arthur sat by the fire, nursing a bottle of whiskey. It had been a long day of hunting and he was looking forward to a nice, relaxing evening in camp. As he took a swig from the bottle, he heard a commotion coming from the other side of the camp.

    Curious, Arthur got up and walked over to investigate. To his horror, he saw some of the other gang members gathered around a bucket, laughing and pointing. Curiosity turne… Read more

  • (Requested by Anonymous)

    Arthur strolled into camp with a mischievous smirk on his face, his clothes nowhere to be found. Dutch raised an eyebrow at him, his expression a mixture of confusion and annoyance.

    "What the hell are you doing, Arthur?" Dutch demanded.

    "Just enjoying a little freedom, Dutch," Arthur replied with a chuckle. "Why, are you jealous?"

    Dutch glared at him, crossing his arms. "Put some damn clo… Read more