johnhara1
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Registered: 19th Oct 06
Location: Newcastle upon Tyne
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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!"
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