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, and lack of a bath.’
The drunk muttered in response, ‘Well, I’ll be damned, ‘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.’
Make sure you understand the question before offering the answer.
I wonder Nancy L, if this is Frankie or the other one?
Brilliant!
Nick, glad you enjoyed it!
That one gets funnier each time I see/ hear it.:)
Cathy, this was a first time for me!
The question may be easy to understand – it’s the context one needs to be clear on!
Very funny, but also very true.
Col, Context is everything.
I’ve always said that I have a lot in common with the Pope.
Pope Al, for the people! It certainly sounds good. 😉
The present Pope is very likely to enjoy the joke! He seems to be made from different stuff.
Ramana, I am inclined to agree with you on this one.
And the toyboys seem to have licked the problem! Congratulations.
What problem is that?
“What’s on my mind?
I am wondering how the Toyboys are doing in the bowels of my blog? Any neared the merge? I keep needing to look back to check on something or link to an old post and wham – I cannot, even though I’m told there are at least three back up copies.”
The seams are not joined up yet. At this stage there are only the 837 Posts written on this platform.
This is my laugh of the week … hysterical.
blessings ~ maxi
Maxi, I enjoy bringing laughter to others.
That is too funny. Thanks for the early morning laugh.
Who, I am glad to oblige.
That’s great! 😀
Nancy, I thought so when I saw it.
LOVE this one!!
Judy, 😀
Too funny, I had to read this one to David. Dianne
Dianne, I hope David enjoyed it.
Aah ! It’s da way yer tell ’em ! 🙂
John, I do my best! 😉
Amen, sometimes we don’t even let people finish the question.
Celia, How true!
Funny!
Gigi. Glad you thought so.
I heard of a fellow who was overseas in the Army and his girlfriend hadn’t written to him in a long time. He wrote to her and asked why she wasn’t writing.
She answered that she was laid up with arthritis.
He was furious and shouted.” I knew it! I know them Ritis boys and Arthur is the worst of the lot.”
Nancy L, sorry you had to arrive via the spam bucket. Arthur Ritis is a pain in the (insert word)!
The cause ———“being with cheap, wicked women”
It may be worth taking the chance.
Mayo, do you know any cheap, wicked women?
Now this is great advice! LOL!
Yes, we really do need to wait until the end of the story before giving advice.
Not cheap, but I know a wicked woman in ireland.
Mayo, do I know her?