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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 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 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.'
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 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 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.'