An Irishman walks into a bar in Dublin, orders three pints of Guinness and> sits in the back of the room, drinking a sip out of each one in turn.>> When he finished all three, he comes back to the bar and orders threemore.>> The bartender says to him, "You know, a pint goes flat after I draw it; it> would taste better if you bought one at a time." The Irishman replies,> "Well, you see, I have two brothers. One is in America, the other in> Australia, and I'm here in Dublin. When we all left home, we promised that> we'd drink this way to remember the days 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 three pints and drinks the three pints by taking drinks from eachof> them in turn.>> One day, he comes in and orders two pints. All the other regulars in thebar> notice and fall silent. When he comes back to the bar for the secondround,> the bartender says, "I don't want to intrude on your grief, but I wantedto> offer my condolences on your great loss.">> The Irishman looks confused for a moment, then light dawns in his eye andhe> laughs. "Oh, no," he says, "My brothers are fine. It's me ... I've quit> drinking!
2007-12-06
10:42:09
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