Purrde Flower
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A redneck walks into a bar in Texas, orders three mugs of
Budweiser and 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 him, "You know, a beer goes
flat after I draw it; it would taste better if you bought one at a
time."
The redneck replies, "Well, you see, I have two brothers. One is
in Australia, the other is in Dublin, and I'm in Texas. When we all
left home, we promised that we'd drink this way to remember the
days we drank together. So I drink one for each o'my brothers and one for
myself."
The bartender admits that this is a nice custom, and leaves it
there.
The redneck becomes a regular in the bar, and always drinks the
same way. He orders three mugs and drinks them in turn.
One day, he comes in and orders only 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 redneck looks quite puzzled for a moment, then a light dawns
and he laughs. "Oh, no, everybody's just fine," he explains, "It's
just that my wife had us join that Baptist Church and I had to quit
drinking. Hasn't affected my brothers though.
Budweiser and 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 him, "You know, a beer goes
flat after I draw it; it would taste better if you bought one at a
time."
The redneck replies, "Well, you see, I have two brothers. One is
in Australia, the other is in Dublin, and I'm in Texas. When we all
left home, we promised that we'd drink this way to remember the
days we drank together. So I drink one for each o'my brothers and one for
myself."
The bartender admits that this is a nice custom, and leaves it
there.
The redneck becomes a regular in the bar, and always drinks the
same way. He orders three mugs and drinks them in turn.
One day, he comes in and orders only 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 redneck looks quite puzzled for a moment, then a light dawns
and he laughs. "Oh, no, everybody's just fine," he explains, "It's
just that my wife had us join that Baptist Church and I had to quit
drinking. Hasn't affected my brothers though.
