Subject: Hump Day Humour<br /><br /><br />A drunk man who smelled like beer sat down on a subway seat next to a priest. The man&#39;s tie was stained, his face was plastered with red lipstick, and a half empty bottle of gin was sticking out of this torn coat pocket. He opened his newspaper and began reading. <br /><br />After a few minutes the man turned to the priest and asked, &quot;Say, Father, what causes arthritis?&quot;<br /><br />The priest replied, &quot;My Son, it&#39;s caused  by loose living, being with cheap, wicked women, too much alcohol, contempt for your fellow man, sleeping around with prostitutes and a lack of taking  baths.&quot;<br /><br />The drunk muttered in response, &quot;Well, I&#39;ll be darned,&quot; then returned to his paper.<br /><br />The priest, thinking about what he had said, nudged the man and apologized. &quot;I&#39;m very sorry. I didn&#39;t mean to come  on so strong. How long have you had arthritis?&quot;<br /><br />The drunk answered, &quot;I don&#39;t have it, Father. I was just reading here that the Pope does.&quot;