Irish drinking custom....

Irish Drinking Custom

An Irishman walks into a bar in Dublin, orders three pints of Guinness and sits in the back of the room, drinking a sip out of each one in turn. When he finishes them, he comes back to the bar and orders three more. The bartender tells him, "You know a
pint goes flat after I draw it; it would taste better if you bought one at a time."

The Irishman replies, "Well, you see, I have two brothers. One is in America, the other is in Australia, and I'm in Dublin. When we all left home, we promised that we'd drink this way to remember the days we drank together. So I drink one for each o'me brothers and one for me self." The bartender admits that this is a nice custom, and leaves it there. The Irishman becomes a regular in the bar, and always drinks the same way. He orders three pints and drinks from each in turn.

One day, he comes in and orders two pints. All the other regulars take notice and fall silent.

When he comes back to the bar for the second round,
the bartender says, "I don't want to intrude on your grief, but I want to offer my condolences on your loss."

The Irishman looks puzzled for a moment, then a light dawns in his eye and he laughs. "Oh, no, everybody's just fine." He explains, "It's just that me wife had us join that Mormon Church and I had to quit drinking.

Hasn't affected me brothers though!"


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Lol Love Irish jokes :cool:

I got this one emailed to me earlier, fairly amusing..

Two Irishmen walk into a pet shop. Right away they go over to the bird
section. Gerry says to Paddy, "Dat's dem." The assistant comes over and
asks if he can help. "Yeah, we'll take two of dem dere birds, in dat cage
op dere." says Gerry. "Put dem in a peeper bag." The clerk does, and the
two guys pay for the birds, and leave the shop. They get into Gerry's van
and drive until they are high up in the hills, and stop at the top of a
cliff with a 500-foot drop. "Dis looks loike a grand place, eh?" says
Gerry. He then takes the two birds out of the bag, places them on his
shoulders and jumps off the cliff. Paddy watches as his mate drops off the
edge and goes straight down for a few seconds followed by a SPLAT! As Paddy
looks over the edge of the cliff he shakes his head and says, "Fock dat,
dis budgie jumpin' is too fockin' dangerous for me!"

+++++++++++ PART TWO +++++++++++++

A minute later, Seamus arrives. He too has been to the pet shop, and he
walks up carrying the familiar 'peeper bag'. He pulls a parrot out of the
bag and then Paddy notices that, in his other hand, Seamus is carrying a
gun. "Hi, Paddy. Watch dis," Seamus says, and launches himself over the
edge of the cliff. Paddy watches as half way down, Seamus takes out the gun
and blows the parrot's head off. Seamus continues to plummet until there is
a SPLAT.... as he joins Gerry's remains at the bottom. Paddy shakes his
head and says, "An' oim never troyin' dat freefall parrotshooting, needer"

++++++++++++PART THREE ++++++++++

A few minutes after Seamus splats himself, Sean strolls up. He too has been
to the pet shop, and he walks up carrying the familiar 'peeper bag'.
Instead of a parrot he pulls a chicken out of the bag, and launches himself
off the cliff with the usual result. Once more Paddy shakes his head.....
"Fock me Sean, first der was Gerry wit his budgie jumping, den Sea mus
parrotshooting, and now you fockin' hengliding!" Dere's only one ting for
it", and he pulls on his old rubber boots and jumps over the cliff,
thinking "Well at least I know me old dad told me he flew in Wellingtons
in de war.........."