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The Priest and the Drunk
A drunk that smelled like a brewery got on a bus one day. He
sat down next to a priest. The drunk's shirt was stained, his
face was full of bright red lipstick and he had a half empty
bottle of wine sticking out of his pocket.
He opened his newspaper and started reading---a
couple of minutes later he asked the priest: "Father what
causes arthritis"?
"Mister, it's caused by loose living, being with cheap
wicked women, too much alcohol and contempt for your fellow
man".
"Well I'll be ****ed", the drunk muttered and returned to
reading his paper.
The priest, thinking about what he said turned to the man
and apologized.
"I'm sorry son, I didn't mean to come on so strong --- how
long have you had arthritis"?
"I don't, father, I was just reading in the paper that the
Pope has arthritis."
sat down next to a priest. The drunk's shirt was stained, his
face was full of bright red lipstick and he had a half empty
bottle of wine sticking out of his pocket.
He opened his newspaper and started reading---a
couple of minutes later he asked the priest: "Father what
causes arthritis"?
"Mister, it's caused by loose living, being with cheap
wicked women, too much alcohol and contempt for your fellow
man".
"Well I'll be ****ed", the drunk muttered and returned to
reading his paper.
The priest, thinking about what he said turned to the man
and apologized.
"I'm sorry son, I didn't mean to come on so strong --- how
long have you had arthritis"?
"I don't, father, I was just reading in the paper that the
Pope has arthritis."
