One day a very, very drunk man got on a bus and fell into a seat next to a priest. The priest looked at the drunk and found that his face was covered in lipstick and he had a half bottle of whisky sticking out of his pocket.
Suddenly the drunk turned to the priest and said, "Father, do you have any idea what causes arthritis?"
"Yes," the priest replied, "It is caused by loose living, wicked women and too much alcohol!"
"Well I'll be damned," said the drunk in surprise.
The bus carried on it's journey and the priest, feeling a little guilty, nudged the drunk in the shoulder and apologised to him.
"I'm very sorry," said the priest, "I didn't mean to come on all strong. Tell me, how long have you been suffering from arthritis?"
"I haven't," replied the drunk, "I was just reading here that the Pope is!"
Suddenly the drunk turned to the priest and said, "Father, do you have any idea what causes arthritis?"
"Yes," the priest replied, "It is caused by loose living, wicked women and too much alcohol!"
"Well I'll be damned," said the drunk in surprise.
The bus carried on it's journey and the priest, feeling a little guilty, nudged the drunk in the shoulder and apologised to him.
"I'm very sorry," said the priest, "I didn't mean to come on all strong. Tell me, how long have you been suffering from arthritis?"
"I haven't," replied the drunk, "I was just reading here that the Pope is!"
~Accepting design works~ 
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