Cowboy Knew Something Was Up.
One after noon at Gilley’s bar and grill a bartender saw this cowboy walk in. The cowboy imediately comeup to the bar and orders three brews and sits in the back room, drinking a sip out of each one in turn.
After he finished his brews, he comes back to the bar and orders three more. The bartender approaches and tells him, “You know, a mug goes flat after I draw it so it would taste better if you bought just one at a time.”
The cowboy says, “Well, you see, I have two bros. One is in Europe, the other is in Dublin and I’m in Texas. When we all left home, we promised that we’d drink this way to remember the days we were together. So I drink one for each of my brothers and one for myself.”
The bartender admits that this is a very nice custom and leaves it there. Over the year the cowboy becomes a regular customer in the bar, and always drinks the same way. He orders 3 drinks and drinks them in turn.
This past Thrusday, he comes in and orders only two mugs! All the regulars take notice and become very silent. 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 and he laughs. “Oh, no, everybody’s just fine,” he explains…
“It’s just that my wife and I joined the Baptist Church and obviously I had to quit drinking. Hasn’t affected my brothers though.”