An Irishmen enters a bar...

An Irishmen enters a tavern and sits down at a table in the corner. The bartender goes over and asks what he'd like to drink. The Irishmen asks for three glasses of Guinness. The bartender, pondering the request, fulfills the order. He serves the Irishmen his drinks and watches as the night progresses and the Irishmen drinks the drinks. In the middle of the third glass, the bartender goes to the Irishmen's table and says to him, "Sir, you know you could have ordered the drinks separately and then they wouldn't have gone flat as the night went on." The Irishmen responds, "I have two brothers for whom live in Australia and America. When they moved away, we made the agreement that whenever we went out for drinks, we'd have a drink for the other two." The bartender respects the Irishmen's choice and leaves him peace. He became a regular, coming in week after week, siting down at the table in the corner, ordering his three glasses of Guinness, and then leaving after he drank them. People grew to recognize him as time went by. One day, he came in, sat down and ordered two drinks. The tavern goes quiet as the bartender delivers to two drinks to the table. Before he leaves, the bartender says to the Irishmen, "I'm sorry for your loss." With a bizarre look on his face, the Irishmen questions what he is talking about. "I noticed you order two drinks instead of the usual three. I figured on of your brothers has passed on," the bartender says. Bursting into laughter, the Irishmen responds, "No! Haha! All my brothers are fine, I've just given up drinking."