John,
I was going to ask you what was so funny about the first joke.
Then I realized it got split in 2 and was a repeat of one of this thread's favourites.
In any case, here's the whole thing again, intact. ... or should that be in tact? :-)
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A drunk smelling 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 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, 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. He returned to reading his paper. The
priest, thinking about what he had just 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." |
