The Drunk And The Priest.........Doctors Duck Hunting:




 
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The Drunk And The Priest.........Doctors Duck Hunting:
 
July 1st, 2007  
Pacific Lure
 
 

Topic: The Drunk And The Priest.........Doctors Duck Hunting:


The Drunk And The Priest.........Doctors Duck Hunting:
A drunk that smelled like a brewery got on a bus one day. He sat down next to a priest. Being a man of the cloth, the priest tried to hide his disgust and repulsion of the drunk.

The drunk's shirt was stained, his face was full of bright red lipstick and he had a half-empty bottle of wine sticking out of his pocket. He opened his newspaper and started reading. A few minutes later, he asked the priest, ''Father, what causes arthritis?''

''Mister, it's caused by loose living, being with cheap, wicked women, too much alcohol, and contempt for your fellow man,'' the priest replied in a berating tone.


''Imagine that,'' the drunk muttered. He returned to reading his paper.

The priest, thinking about what he had said, turned to the man and apologized: ''I'm sorry, I didn't mean to come on so strong. How long have you had arthritis?''

''I don't have arthritis, Father,'' the drunk said, ''but I just read in the paper that the Pope does.''



Five doctors went duck hunting one day. Included in the group were a general practitioner, a pediatrician, a psychiatrist, a surgeon and a pathologist. After a time, a bird came winging overhead. The first to react was the general practitioner who raised his shotgun, but then hesitated.

"I'm not quite sure it's a duck," he said, "I think that I will have to get a second opinion." And of course by that time, the bird was long gone.

Another bird appeared in the sky thereafter. This time, the pediatrician drew a bead on it. He too, however, was unsure if it was really a duck in his sights and besides, it might have babies. "I'll have to do some more investigations," he muttered, as the creature made good its escape.

Next to spy a bird flying was the sharp-eyed psychiatrist. Shotgun shouldered, he was more certain of his intended prey's identity.

"Now, I know it's a duck, but does it know it's a duck?" The fortunate bird disappeared while the fellow wrestled with this dilemma.

Finally, a fourth fowl sped past and this time the surgeon's weapon pointed skywards. BOOM!! The surgeon lowered his smoking gun and turned nonchalantly to the pathologist beside him and said,

"Go see if that was a duck, will you?"

July 1st, 2007  
Team Infidel
 
 




July 1st, 2007  
Rob Henderson
 
 
LOL. very nice.
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The Drunk And The Priest.........Doctors Duck Hunting:
July 2nd, 2007  
CrazyLilCajun
 
 
Funny.....