An Irishman goes to an American bar..

He sits down and orders three beers. The bartender thought that was odd but serves him the beers which he promptly slams down and leaves.

He returns the next week and orders three beers again. Some of the barflies started to notice this behavior. This continued on for a few weeks until the bartender finally asked, "Hey, what's the deal with the three beers at once."

The Irishman replies, "Well y'see lads, back in Dublin, me n me two bruthers used to go out and slam a beer in t'pub once a week. I order three beers for all of us, to feel a bit closer to them."

He becomes a bar legend, everyone knows the Irishman and his honorary two brothers. Then one day he comes in like normal and sits down and says, "Bartender, give me two beers."

The patrons and bartender were shocked until someone asked, "My word, did something awful happen to one of your brothers?!"

And the Irishman responds, "Nah, nuthin like that, I just quit drinkin'!"