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A drunken 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 whiskey 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 bathing!"

The drunk muttered his 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."
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