An Irishman who looked like he was getting on a bit in years walked into a pub in Dublin, where he ordered three pints of Guinness.
He then sat at a table in the back of the room, drinking a sip out of each Guinness in turn.
When he had finished all three of them, he went back to the bar and ordered three more pints.
The bartender said to him, “You know, a pint goes flat after I draw it, it would taste better if you bought just one pint at a time”.
The Irishman replied, “Well, you see, I have two brothers. One is in America, the other in Australia and I’m here in Dublin. When we all left home, we promised that we would drink this way to remember the days when we all drank together”.
The bartender admitted that this was a nice custom, and thought no more of it.
The Irishman became a regular in the bar, and always drank the same way. He ordered three pints of Guinness and drank them in turn.
One day, he came in and ordered just two pints of Guinness.
All the other regulars in the pub noticed this and a deathly silence filled the pub.
When he came back to the bar for the second round, the bartender said to him, “I don’t want to intrude on your grief, but I wanted to offer my condolences on your great loss”.
The Irishman looked confused for a moment, then a light dawned in his eye and he laughed.
“Oh, no”, he said to the bartender, “everyone’s fine. I’ve just quit drinking”.
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