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Patty walks into a pub and orders 3 pints o beer. The bartender brings them over, Patty drinks them and leaves. The next time Patty comes in the pub, he orders 3 pints o beer again. The bartender thinks this a bit odd, but pours them and brings them over again. Patty, he says, it is none of me business, but your beer would stay colder if I poured them one at a time. Oh, says Patty, I have two brothers and they both moved away from Ireland. We made a tradition that when we go to a pub we would have a pint o beer for each brother. And a good tradition it is, says the bartender. And so it went until one day Patty came into the pub and only ordered two pints o beer. The bartender brings them over and says, Sorry for your loss, Patty. What loss is that, asks Patty? Well you only ordered two pints o beer so I thought some misfortune came to one of your brothers. Oh, no, no, no, says Patty. Me wife made me give up beer for Lent!
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