Fran
16-01-2007, 12:06 AM
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 three more. 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 each of
them in turn. One day, he comes in and orders two
pints. All the other
regulars in the bar notice and fall silent.
When he comes back to the bar for the second round,
the bartender says, "I
don't want 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!"
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 three more. 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 each of
them in turn. One day, he comes in and orders two
pints. All the other
regulars in the bar notice and fall silent.
When he comes back to the bar for the second round,
the bartender says, "I
don't want 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!"