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Incorrect Diagnosis???
A drunken man who smelled like beer sat down 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 man turned to the priest and asked, "Say, Father, what causes arthritis?"
"My son, it's caused by loose living, being with cheap, wicked women, too much alcohol, and a contempt for your fellow man," the priest said.
"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," the man said.
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You've never looked at a woman and been totally vulnerable... known someone that could level you with her eyes... feeling like God put an angel on earth just for you.
Skylar: Men are shameless. If your not thinking with your weiner, you're acting directly on it's behalf.
Will: You bet and on behalf of my weiner, can I get like an advanced payment?
Skylar: No.
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