"Mister, it’s caused by loose living, cheap women, too much alcohol and a contempt for your fellow man."
"Well I’ll be damned." the drunk muttered, returning 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?"
I don’t have it, Father. I was just reading here that the Pope does