Random Thought
“I have such poor vision I can date anybody.”

Another Thought...

PostHeaderIcon Irish drinking logic!

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 finishes them, he comes back to the bar and orders

three more.

The bartender approaches and tells 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 is in Australia, and I’m in Dublin. When we all

left home, we promised that we’d drink this way to remember the

days we drank together. So I drink one for each o’ me brothers

and one for me self.”

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 them in turn.

One day, he comes in and orders two pints. All the other 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 Irishman looks quite puzzled for a moment, then a light dawns

in his eye and he laughs. “Oh, no, everybody’s just fine,” He

explains,” It’s just that me wife had us join that Baptist Church and I

had to quit drinking. Hasn’t affected me brothers though.”


Comments are closed.