A man turned to the priest and asked: “Say, Father, what causes arthritis?”

A DRUNK MAN who smelled like a barrel of beer sat down on a subway train next to a priest. The man’s tie was stained, his face 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?”

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