An old I always enjoy~
An Irishman by the name of Paul McLean moves into a tiny hamlet in
County Kerry, walks into the pub and promptly orders three beers. The
bartender raises his eyebrows, but serves the man three beers, which
he drinks quietly at a table, alone.
An hour later, the man has finished the three beers and orders three
more. This happens yet again. The next evening the man again orders
and drinks three beers at a time, several times. Soon the entire town
is whispering about the Man Who Orders Three Beers.
Finally, a week later, the bartender broaches the subject on behalf of
the town. "I don't mean to pry, but folks around here are wondering
why you always order three beers."
"'Tis odd, isn't it?" the man replies. "You see, I have two
brothers,
and one went to America, and the other to Australia. We promised each
other that we would always order an extra two beers whenever we drank
as a way of keeping up the family bond."
The bartender and the whole town was pleased with this answer, and
soon the Man Who Orders Three Beers became a local celebrity and
source of pride to the hamlet, even to the extent that out-of-towners
would come to watch him drink.
Then, one day, the man comes in and orders only two beers. The
bartender pours them with a heavy heart. This continues for the rest
of the evening -- he orders only two beers. Word flies around town.
Prayers are offered for the soul of one of the brothers.
The next day, the bartender says to the man, "Folks around here, me
first of all, want to offer condolences to you for the death of your
brother. You know -- the two beers and all..."
The man ponders this for a moment, then replies, "You'll be happy to
hear that my two brothers are alive and well. It's just that I,
meself, have decided to give up drinking for Lent."
An Irishman by the name of Paul McLean moves into a tiny hamlet in
County Kerry, walks into the pub and promptly orders three beers. The
bartender raises his eyebrows, but serves the man three beers, which
he drinks quietly at a table, alone.
An hour later, the man has finished the three beers and orders three
more. This happens yet again. The next evening the man again orders
and drinks three beers at a time, several times. Soon the entire town
is whispering about the Man Who Orders Three Beers.
Finally, a week later, the bartender broaches the subject on behalf of
the town. "I don't mean to pry, but folks around here are wondering
why you always order three beers."
"'Tis odd, isn't it?" the man replies. "You see, I have two
brothers,
and one went to America, and the other to Australia. We promised each
other that we would always order an extra two beers whenever we drank
as a way of keeping up the family bond."
The bartender and the whole town was pleased with this answer, and
soon the Man Who Orders Three Beers became a local celebrity and
source of pride to the hamlet, even to the extent that out-of-towners
would come to watch him drink.
Then, one day, the man comes in and orders only two beers. The
bartender pours them with a heavy heart. This continues for the rest
of the evening -- he orders only two beers. Word flies around town.
Prayers are offered for the soul of one of the brothers.
The next day, the bartender says to the man, "Folks around here, me
first of all, want to offer condolences to you for the death of your
brother. You know -- the two beers and all..."
The man ponders this for a moment, then replies, "You'll be happy to
hear that my two brothers are alive and well. It's just that I,
meself, have decided to give up drinking for Lent."
