Passages whose most notable feature is their humor – whether it is intentional or otherwise.
“He nervously toiled and schemed how he might enter the castle, taking various disguises as sometimes on horse, sometimes on foot, he pretended to be a jongleur or prostitute.” […]
“May it roast in the fires of Hell!
You’ve grabbed your wiener, I surmise.” […]
“Before you turn to messing /
With my body and cunt, a blessing /
You must pronounce and make as well /
The sign of the cross, for I tell” […]
“And therefore a peasant befouls
The fairest spots and moves his bowels” […]
“He fell in front of the feet of the king’s horse, and the wind blew his habit right over his neck, so that he was entirely exposed to the unwilling eyes of the lord king.” […]
“Yet he had often held her tight
And naked in his arms at night,
And it only increased her ardor
To feel his parsnip growing harder” […]
“At that very moment he pulled his head away sharply so that the blow fell on the man who was holding the hair and cut off both arm at the elbows.” […]
“Cunt-bit, sorry shit, worthless git, hardened hide / Wasted wether, tawdry tether, evil adder: I defy you” […]
“Spoke Arthur, ‘Though you may not remain here, chieftain, you will get whatever boon might be named by your head and your tongue.'” […]
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