Brotherly love
Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 12:26 am
An Irishman walks into a pub in Dublin and orders 3 pints of Guiness.
He then sits at a table and proceeds taking a sip out of each glass in turn.
When he’s finished all 3 pints he goes back to the bar and orders another 3 pints.
The barman says to him, ”You know, Guiness goes flat after a while, it would taste better if you just bought one glass at a time.”
The Irishman says, ”It’s like this you see. I’ve got two brothers, one in America and one in Australia and I’m here in Ireland. So when we go for a drink we like to pretend we’re all still together, so we drink this way to remind us of the days when we all drank together.”
The barman says that this is a nice way to remember each other and goes about his business.
The Irishman becomes a regular at the bar and he always drinks taking a sip from each of the three glasses in turn.
One day a few months later he comes into the bar and only orders two pints.
Everyone of the regulars in the bar goes quiet and stares at him in silence.
The barman says,” I don’t want to intrude, I only wanted to offer you my sympathies for your obvious loss.”
The Irishman looks a bit confused for a few seconds, then a light dawns in his eyes and he laughs and says,” Oh no, it’s ok, everyone is fine, it’s just me, I’ve given up drinking.”
He then sits at a table and proceeds taking a sip out of each glass in turn.
When he’s finished all 3 pints he goes back to the bar and orders another 3 pints.
The barman says to him, ”You know, Guiness goes flat after a while, it would taste better if you just bought one glass at a time.”
The Irishman says, ”It’s like this you see. I’ve got two brothers, one in America and one in Australia and I’m here in Ireland. So when we go for a drink we like to pretend we’re all still together, so we drink this way to remind us of the days when we all drank together.”
The barman says that this is a nice way to remember each other and goes about his business.
The Irishman becomes a regular at the bar and he always drinks taking a sip from each of the three glasses in turn.
One day a few months later he comes into the bar and only orders two pints.
Everyone of the regulars in the bar goes quiet and stares at him in silence.
The barman says,” I don’t want to intrude, I only wanted to offer you my sympathies for your obvious loss.”
The Irishman looks a bit confused for a few seconds, then a light dawns in his eyes and he laughs and says,” Oh no, it’s ok, everyone is fine, it’s just me, I’ve given up drinking.”
