Guest guest Posted June 4, 2002 Report Share Posted June 4, 2002 A man who smelled like a distillery flopped on a subway seat 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 disheveled guy turned to the priest and asked, " Say, Father, what causes arthritis? " " Mister, it's caused by loose living, being with cheap, wicked women, too much alcohol, and a contempt for your fellow man. " " Wow, " 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. " ======================================== From the Sydney Morning Herald Australia comes this story of a central west couple who drove their car to K-Mart only to have their car break down in the parking lot. The man told his wife to carry on with the shopping while he fixed the car. The wife returned later to see a small group of people near the car. On closer inspection, she saw a pair of male legs protruding from under the chassis. Although the man was in shorts, his lack of underpants turned private parts into glaringly public ones. Unable to stand the embarrassment she dutifully stepped forward and tucked everything back into place. On regaining her feet, she looked across the hood and found herself staring at her husband who was standing idly by. The mechanic, however, had to have three stitches in his head. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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