3 Sheets To The Wind
07-07-2005, 02:40 PM
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.
>
>
>Hasn't affected my brothers though."
:D
>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.
>
>
>Hasn't affected my brothers though."
:D