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A drunk man who smelled of alcohol sat down on a subway next to a priest.
The man's tie was stained, his face was plastered with red lipstick, and a nearly empty bottle of gin was sticking out of his torn coat pocket.
He opened his newspaper and began reading.
After a few minutes, the man turned to the priest and asked, 'Say Father, what causes arthritis?'
The Priest said, 'My son, it's caused by loose living, being with cheap, wicked women, too much alcohol, contempt for his fellow man, sleeping around
with prostitutes and lack of a bath.'
The drunk muttered in response, 'Well, I'll be damned,' & returned to his paper.
The priest, thinking about what he had said, nudged the man and apologized. 'I'm very sorry. I didn't mean to come on so strong. How long have you had arthritis?'
The drunk answered, 'I don't have it, Father. I was just reading here that the Pope does.'
A drunk man who smelled of alcohol sat down on a subway next to a priest.
The man's tie was stained, his face was plastered with red lipstick, and a nearly empty bottle of gin was sticking out of his torn coat pocket.
He opened his newspaper and began reading.
After a few minutes, the man turned to the priest and asked, 'Say Father, what causes arthritis?'
The Priest said, 'My son, it's caused by loose living, being with cheap, wicked women, too much alcohol, contempt for his fellow man, sleeping around
with prostitutes and lack of a bath.'
The drunk muttered in response, 'Well, I'll be damned,' & returned to his paper.
The priest, thinking about what he had said, nudged the man and apologized. 'I'm very sorry. I didn't mean to come on so strong. How long have you had arthritis?'
The drunk answered, 'I don't have it, Father. I was just reading here that the Pope does.'
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