A guy walks into his favorite local pub. The bartender asks him, "What will you have?" The guy replies, "Give me three cold beers!"
So the bar tender brings him three cold beers and the guy proceeds to alternately sip one, then the other, then the third until they're all gone. He then orders three more. The bartender says, "Sir, I know that you like them cold. You don't have to order three at a time. I can keep an eye on it and when you get low, I'll bring you another cold one."
The guy explains, "You don't understand my good man. I have two fellow firefighter brothers, one at a station in Alberta and the other in Ontario. We made a vow to each other that every Saturday we'd have a drink together, kind of a celebration that we made it through another week. So right now, my brothers each have three cold beers, and we're drinking together."The bartender thought that it was a wonderful tradition.
Every week the guy went into his favorite local pub and ordered three cold beers. Then one week he came in and ordered only two. He drank them and then ordered two more. The bartender said to him, "I know what your tradition is, and I'd just like to say, that I'm sorry for the loss of one of your brothers."
The guy looked up at the bartender a little puzzled and then smiled, "Oh, my brothers are all fine - I quit drinking!"
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