Three On Me!

This Irish joke was brought to me by the artist formerly known as Craic Head:

An Irishman moved to a small town in Kerry. He went in to the local, and ordered three pints, then sat down by himself and drank all three, then ordered another round of three (and so on). He did this each time he visitted the pub, and naturally, became the talk of the town. Finally, the bartender approached him one night, and said, "I don't mean to pry," which of course he did, "but why do you always order three beers at a time?"

The man laughed, and said, "it is curious, isn't it? Well, I have two brothers, one who emigrated to America, and one to Australia. When they left, we made a pact that we would always order a beer for each of us in order to keep our bond across the continents." The bartender was satisfied with this explanation, as was the whole town, and the three beer man became a sort of celebrity, with tourists even stopping in to the pub just to watch him drink.

One day, to the surprise and dismay of everyone, he ordered only two beers. The next time in the pub, he did the same. The bartender took him aside, and said, "the whole town is so sorry for your loss, which of your brothers has passed away?"

The man thought about this for a moment, and replied, "you'll be happy to know that both brothers are alive and well, but I gave up drinking for Lent!"

PS - This is why I never give up drinking for Lent. It sets a bad precedent!

LETS GO METS!

LETS GO METS!

LETS GO METS!

3X!