Joke of the night....
A drunk who 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 covered with 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 damned," 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, I didn't mean to come on
so strong. How long have you had arthritis?"
"I don't have arthritis, Father, but I just read in the
paper that the Pope does!"