A drunk that smelled like a brewery got on a bus one day. He sat down next to a priest. The drunks 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, its caused by loose living, being with cheap, wicked women, too much alcohol, and contempt for your fellow man.



Well, Ill be damned, the drunk muttered. He returned to reading his paper.



The priest, thinking about what he said, turned to the man and apologized. Im sorry, I didnt mean to come on so strong. How long have you had arthritis?



I dont have arthritis, Father, but I just read in the paper that the Pope has does.