A drunk man smelling of liquor sat down on a subway seat next to a priest.
The man’s shirt had stains all over it, his face was smeared with red lipstick, and a half empty bottle of gin was sticking out of his torn coat pocket.
He opened his newspaper and began to read.
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 contempt for your fellow man.”
“Well I’ll be damned.” the man muttered, returning to his newspaper.
The priest thinking about what he said, nudged the man and apologized. “I’m sorry to come on so strong. How long have you had arthritis?”
The man answered, “I don’t have it, Father. I was just reading here that the Pope does.”
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