Three Beers...

[MustangKelly96]

Subject: 3 beers

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 says, "You know, a mug 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 Ireland, and I'm here in Texas. When we
all left
home, we promised that we'd drink this way to remember the days we
were able
to drink together. So I drink one for each of 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 puzzled for a moment, but then a light dawns and he
laughs. "Oh, no, everybody's just fine," he explains, "It's just that
my
wife had us join the local Baptist Church and I had to quit drinking.
Hasn't
affected my brothers though."