An Irishman goes to a new pub, sits down and orders three pints of Guinness. The bartender is a bit confused by the order, but pours the pints and puts them in front of the Irishman. The Irishman sips each one in turn till theyre empty, then orders 3 more.
BT: You know, i hear Guiness is better when its still cold.
IM: Well, ya see, oi just moved to this town from me home village fer work. Me two brothers and oi used to go to the pub every week and drink together, so oiv'e decided that whenever oi go to the pub, oi'll order 3 pints, so's it's just like theyre here drinking with me.
The bartender is touched at this sweet tradition, and every week serves the Irishman 3 pints of Guinness at a time.
This goes on for about 6 months, till one day the Irishman comes in and orders TWO pints of Guinness. The bartender serves the two pints, the Irishman sips them in turn till they're empty, then orders two more.
The bartender is devastated. He asks "my goodness, please tell me something hasn't happened to one of your brothers!!"
The Irishman looks confused for a second, the says "Oh, no, it's nuthin like that, it's just I've decided to quit drinkin'."
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