Stealth
02-26-2007, 02:08 AM
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A drunk man who smelled like beer sat down on a subway
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?"
The priest replies, "My Son, it's caused by loose living,
being with cheap, wicked women, too much alcohol, contempt
for your fellow man, sleeping around with prostitutes and lack
of a bath."
The drunk muttered in response, "Well, I'll be darned,"
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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A drunk man who smelled like beer sat down on a subway
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?"
The priest replies, "My Son, it's caused by loose living,
being with cheap, wicked women, too much alcohol, contempt
for your fellow man, sleeping around with prostitutes and lack
of a bath."
The drunk muttered in response, "Well, I'll be darned,"
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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