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A drunk man who smelled like whiskey sat down on a bench in a subway station, next to a priest.

The man's tie was stained, his face plastered with red lipstick and a half empty bottle of Jim Beam 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 and lack of a bath."

The drunk muttered in response, "Well, I'll be damned", and then returned to reading his paper.

The priest, thinking about what he said, nudged the man and apologized. "I'm very sorry. I didn't mean to come on so strong with you. 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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