Twofootputt
Senior member
A drunk man who smelled like beer sat down on a
subway next to a priest.
The man's tie was stained, his face was plastered with
red lipstick, and a half 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 replied, "My Son, it's caused by loose
living, being with cheap, wicked women, too much
alcohol and a contempt for your fellow man, sleeping
around with prostitutes and lack of bath."
The drunk muttered in response, "Well, I'll be
damned," then 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."
subway next to a priest.
The man's tie was stained, his face was plastered with
red lipstick, and a half 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 replied, "My Son, it's caused by loose
living, being with cheap, wicked women, too much
alcohol and a contempt for your fellow man, sleeping
around with prostitutes and lack of bath."
The drunk muttered in response, "Well, I'll be
damned," then 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."
