Silly Stuff
Thought
for the week:
Don't use a big word where a diminutive one will suffice.
An
Irish man shows up in a pub one day and orders three pints of
Guinness. He takes sips from each glass until they are empty and
calls the bartender for three more. The bartender says, "Sure it's up
to yourself, but wouldn't you rather I was bringing them one at a
time? Then they'll be fresh and cold."
"'Nah..." the man says, "I'm preferrin' that ye bring 'em
three at a
time. You see, me and me two brothers would meet at a pub and drink
and have good times. Now one is in Australia, the other in Canada and
I'm here. We agreed before we split up that we'd drink to each
other's honor this way."
"Well," says the bartender, "that's a grand thing to do,
all right.
I'll bring the pints as you ask."
Well, time goes on and the man's peculiar habit is known and accepted
by all the pub regulars. One day though, he comes in and orders only
two pints. A hush falls over the pub. Naturally, everyone figures
something happened to one of the brothers. A group of the regulars
corner the bartender and finally persuade him to find out what
happened. With a heavy heart, the bartender brings the two pints and
says, "Here's your pints...and let me offer my sincerest condolences.
What happened?"
The Irish man looks extremely puzzled for a moment, and then starts
laughing.
"Oh, no, no, no! 'Tis nothing like that. You see, I've given up
drinking for Lent"