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 grin was sticking out of his torn coat pocket. He opened
his newspaper an begin 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 .....," Then returned to his
paper.
The priest, thinking about what he had said, nudged the man and apologized.
"I'm very sorry. 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."
MORAL: Make sure you understand the question before offering the answer
