So I told Arthur that Australia was a laid-back place to live. He came home tonight with his pants ripped through the crotch, because he keeps doing martial arts in them. I asked him if he has pants to wear on the trip he he says, “Eh, *shrugs shoulders* I can’t be fucked, they don’t wear pants in Australia, right?”

Wait for it…

Arthur, “I wonder if I can find pants with buttons And crotches.”

When choosing number of pairs of underwear to bring… Counted out in underwear,
“1- one
2- two
3- many
4- lots.
You don’t need more than lots of anything.”

“Do you know what I’m gonna do if it rains? I’m gonna get wet.” – Arthur
Watching Arthur pack is way funnier than anything on TV.