
Treasure jokes
Do you know the phrase "One man's trash is another man's treasure"? Wonderful saying, horrible way to find out that you were adopted!
I was digging in a garden once and found a chest full of gold. I wanted to show my wife, but then I thought about why I was digging in the first place.
You're in One Piece because they're looking for your hairline.
Some people are such treasures that you sometimes just wanna bury them.
Why don't pirates take a bath before walking the plank?
'Cause they just wash up onshore.
Why doesn't the pirate go to the strip club?
Because he has ALL of the booty!
I've got a jar of dirt! I've got a jar of dirt, and guess what's inside it!
Do you play Sea of Thieves? See if these balls fit in your mouth, gotteeeem!
What does a pirate say to his girlfriend?
I want your booty!
"Not all treasure is silver and gold, mate."
In a world of feline folly, There lived a cat with a secret, A taste for adventure and mischief, And a love for KFC's golden treat.
With eyes like emerald jewels, And fur as black as night, This feline prowled the streets, In search of a savory delight.
Oh, how it yearned for chicken, Crispy and finger-lickin' good, But the cat knew it had to be sly, To satisfy its craving like it should.
Through alleyways it stealthily tiptoed, With nimble paws and a stealthy glide, Until it stumbled upon a secret, That made its hunger amplified.
A stash of KFC's golden eggs, Hidden away from prying eyes, An accidental treasure trove, A feast fit for a feline paradise.
With each stolen egg devoured, The cat's satisfaction grew, The taste of crispy breading, And juicy chicken, it knew.
Word soon spread of this food bandit, A legend of a cat so bold, Whispers echoed through the town, Of the one who stole the KFC gold.
But the cat with the KFC get eggs, Remained a mystery to all, A phantom of the night it became, Leaving no trace, no trail to recall.
And so, it continues its nightly quest, For chicken that satisfies its soul, The cat with the KFC get eggs, Forever on the prowl, never to be controlled.
Hi there! My name is Michael Grover, and I am an explorer. Ever since I’ve been little, I’ve loved searching for new things. As a baby, my parents kept finding me in nooks and crannies around the house. “On the search,” as they would say.
By the age of 5, I had been to every continent on the planet, barring Antarctica. For my 12th birthday, my parents got me diving lessons, and by the time I was 13, I could scuba dive to a depth of 40 meters, as well as go cave diving.
I got a pilot’s license by the age of 17, and I learned to sail just before my 18th birthday. Instead of going to university, I decided to travel around South America, exploring its rich jungles and beautiful landscapes.
During my trip, I met my now wife who was also an explorer. For our honeymoon, we sailed around the Caribbean, and we discovered 3 new islands which we named after the cats that I had growing up.
Over the course of my life, I have come across great treasures and wondrous experiences. But in all my life, and in all my travels, I’m afraid I have never come across a single person who cared about what you just said.
What is a pirate's favorite element?
Argon.
My girlfriend is like treasure to me.
You need a shovel to find her.
Why are pirates called pirates? Because they arrrrrrrr!
Why do pirates say, "Argh my Hardees?"
Because that's how you tell when they have the hards.
Are you a pirate? Because I have a lot of seamen waiting for you 😉
Why are pirates pirates?
Because they're Arrrrrrrggghhh!!!
The pirate looked down the toilet, and what did he see?
The captain's log.
What does every pirate hate?
A small chest with no booty.