A completely smashed guy in a torn shirt with lipstick marks all over his face and empty bottle sticking out of his pocket stumbles into a bus and plops down right next to a priest.
He pulls out his smartphone, scrolls for a bit, then turns to the priest and asks: "Father, do you happen to know what causes arthritis?"
The priest looks at him sternly and replies: "Arthritis, my son, comes to those who have strayed from the true path, who sleep with fallen women and abuse alcohol!"
The drunk guy freezes. "Damn… seriously?!" He goes quiet and stares thoughtfully at the floor.
The priest starts feeling a bit bad about being so harsh and softens his tone: "Well… alright, my son. How long have you had arthritis?" "What? No-no, I don't have arthritis! It's just that in a news site they wrote that Pope has arthritis…"
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