A drunk man who smelled like beer sat down on a subway seat 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?"
"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 bathing."
"Well, I'll be.b.....," the drunk muttered, returning 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?"
"I don't have it, Father. I was just reading here
that the Pope does".
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