An Irishman walks into a bar in Dublin, orders 3 pints of Guinness and sits in the back of the room, drinking a sip out of each one in turn.
When he's finished all 3, he comes back to the bar and orders 3 more.
The bartender says to him, "You know, a pint starts to go flat after I draw it, so it would taste better if you just bought one pint at a time."
The Irishman replies, "Well, you see, I have 2 brothers. One is in America, the other in Australia, and I'm here in Dublin. When they left home, we promised that we'd all drink this way to remember the days when we all drank together."
The bartender admits that this is a nice custom, and leaves it there.
The Irishman becomes a regular in the bar and always drinks the same way. He orders 3 pints and drinks the 3 pints by taking sips from each of them in turn. One day tho, he comes in and orders only 2 pints.
All the other regulars in the bar notice and fall silent. When he comes back
to the bar for the 2nd round of only 2 pints, the bartender says, "I don't wish to intrude on your grief, but I wanted to offer my condolences on your great loss."
The Irishman looks confused for a moment, then a light dawns in his eye and he laughs. "Oh no," he says, "Everyone is fine. It's me......
I've quit drinking!"
When he's finished all 3, he comes back to the bar and orders 3 more.
The bartender says to him, "You know, a pint starts to go flat after I draw it, so it would taste better if you just bought one pint at a time."
The Irishman replies, "Well, you see, I have 2 brothers. One is in America, the other in Australia, and I'm here in Dublin. When they left home, we promised that we'd all drink this way to remember the days when we all drank together."
The bartender admits that this is a nice custom, and leaves it there.
The Irishman becomes a regular in the bar and always drinks the same way. He orders 3 pints and drinks the 3 pints by taking sips from each of them in turn. One day tho, he comes in and orders only 2 pints.
All the other regulars in the bar notice and fall silent. When he comes back
to the bar for the 2nd round of only 2 pints, the bartender says, "I don't wish to intrude on your grief, but I wanted to offer my condolences on your great loss."
The Irishman looks confused for a moment, then a light dawns in his eye and he laughs. "Oh no," he says, "Everyone is fine. It's me......
I've quit drinking!"
