Joke of The Day - 8/10

[GOrnE]

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. I've just quit drinking!"

[ScubaDan]

LOL!

[Kruten]

Mine's better!

 

 

 

 

A cowboy walks into a bar in Texas, orders three mugs of beer and sits in the

back room, drinking a sip out of each one in turn.

 

 

 

When he finishes them, he comes back to the bar and orders three more.

The bartender approaches and tells him, "You know, a mug goes flat after I

draw it so it would taste better if you bought just one at a time."

 

 

The cowboy replies, "Well, you see, I have two brothers. One is in Australia,

the other is in Dublin and I'm in Texas. When we all left Wyoming, we

promised that we'd drink this way to remember the days we were together.

So I drink one for each of my brothers and one for myself."

 

 

The bartender admits that this is a nice custom and leaves it there. The

cowboy becomes a regular in the bar, and always drinks the same way. He

orders three mugs and drinks them in turn.

 

 

One day, he comes in and orders only two mugs! All the regulars take 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 loss."

 

 

The cowboy looks quite puzzled for a moment, then a light dawns and he

laughs. "Oh, no, everybody's just fine," he explains..."It's just that my wife

and I joined the Baptist Church and obviously I had to quit drinking."

[GOrnE]

Bah.. You're just mad I posted mine first. =P