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Originally Posted by PoP
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An old Irish guy walks into a bar. He finds a stool and raps on the bar top to get the bartender's attention
"Barkeep! Three pints of Guinness, please!"
The barkeep pulls his pints, he pays for them, and drinks them down, one after the other, then leaves. The next day he's back at the same time. "Barkeep! Three pints of Guinness, please!"
This goes on for several weeks, and the bartender is curious. The next time the old guy comes in, as he's pulling the pints, he asks "What's your name, laddie?"
"Me name's Sean."
"Good to meet you, Sean!", says the barkeep, shaking Sean's hand. "I'm Paddy."
"Sean, lad", says the bartender, "I'm curious. Every day for weeks you've been coming to me bar at the same hour every day and having exactly three pints of Guinness. What's going on, laddie?"
"Well, Paddy", says Sean, "when I was a young lad, I had two good friends. Every day we'd go to the local at this hour and hoist a pint together. They're gone now, the good lord rest their souls, so I honors their memory by having their pints for them!"
"Ah, its a good thing you do, Sean!" says Paddy.
A couple of more weeks pass, and one day Sean walks in. "Paddy! Two pints of Guinness, please!"
Paddy turns in shock. "Sean, lad! Every day for weeks you've been having three pints of Guinness, and today you only want two! What
happened, laddie?"
"Oh, Paddy! The doctor told me to quit drinking!"
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Dennis