Thee Pints
Patrick walks into a bar in Dublin, orders three pints of Guinness and
sits in the corner of the room, drinking a sip out of each pint in turn. When
he had finished all three, he went back to the bar and ordered three more.
The barman says, "You know a pint goes flat soon after I pull it. Your pint would taste better if you bought one at a time."Patrick replies, "Well now, I have two brodders, one is in America and de odder in Australia and here I am in Dublin. When we all left home, we promised dat we’d drink dis way to remember de days we all drank togedder."
The barman admits that this is a nice custom and says no more. Patrick becomes a regular customer and always drinks the same way …. ordering three pints and drinking a sip out of each in turn, until they are finished. One day, he comes in and orders just two pints. All the other regulars in the bar notice and fall silent.
When he goes back to the bar for the second round, the barman says, "I don’t
want to intrude on your grief but I wanted to offer my condolences on your
great loss." Patrick looks confused for a moment, then the penny drops and he starts
to laugh, "Oh no," he says, "Bejesus, everyone is fine! Tis me …. I’ve quit
drinking!"
Friday the 13th…are you drinking today…
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Raven on 19 Mar 2009 at 15:50 #
**sigh** I didn’t drink last Friday but I did drink Tuesday. Oh boy did I ever…and had a great time bar hoppin and stoppin and eventually passing out down in the Irish quarter of Boston. I didn’t even eat corned beef! They had these green Jacks sweetened up with peppermint, green of course, that left your mouth green LOL. EEck I still haven’t recovered. But it was worth it.