Weekend Humour (Off Topic)
>A cowboy, who is visiting Wyoming from Texas, walks into a bar and
>orders three mugs of Bud. He 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 the cowboy, "You know, a mug goes
>flat after I draw it. It would taste better if you bought one at a
>time."
>
>The cowboy replies, "Well, you see, I have two brothers. One is in
>Arizona, the other is in Colorado. When we all left our home in Texas,
>we promised that we'd drink this way to remember the days when we drank
>together. So I'm drinking one beer for each of my brothers and one for
myself."
>
>The bartender admits that this is a nice custom, and leaves it there.
>The
>cowboy becomes a regula r in the bar, and always drinks the same way.
>He orders three mugs and drinks them in turn.
>
>One day, he comes in and only orders two mugs. All the 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 cowboy looks quite puzzled for a moment, then a light dawns in his
>eyes and he laughs.
>
>"Oh, no, everybody's just fine," he explains, "It's just that my wife
>and I joined the Baptist Church and I had to quit drinking."
>"Hasn't affected my brothers though."
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