A man sits down in a pub. The bartender asks: “What do you have?” The man says: “Give me three pints of beer please.”

The bartender brings him three pints and the man proceeds to alternately sip one, then the other, then the third until they’re gone.

The bartender says: “Sir, you don’t have to order three at a time.” To which the man replies: “I have two brothers, both living far far away. We made a vow to each other that every Saturday night we’d still drink a few beers together. So right now, my brothers have three pints too.”

The bartender and other guests thought that was a wonderful tradition. Every week the man came in and ordered three beers and everyone knew why and admired the man for holding up the tradition.

Then one week he came in and ordered only two. Everyone went quiet. The bartender served the two beers and said: “I know what your tradition is, and I’d just like to say that I’m sorry that one of your brothers has passed.” The man said: “Oh, my brothers are

idea_794 Suggested by: jonas Upvoted: 20 Mar, '22 Comments: 0

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