A cowboy who has just moved from Texas to Montana walks into a bar and orders three mugs of Bud.

He sits at 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 walks up and says to the cowboy, “You know, a mug goes flat after I draw it.

It would taste better if you bought them one at a time. ”

The cowboy replies, “You see, I have two brothers.

One is in Arizona and the other is in Colorado.

When we all left our home in Texas, we promised that we’d drink this way to remember the days when we drank together.

So I’m drinking one beer for each of my brothers and one for myself.”

The bartender admits that this is a nice custom, and leaves it there.

The cowboy becomes a regular in the bar, and always drinks the same way.

He orders three mugs and drinks them in turn.

One day, he comes in and orders only two mugs.

All the 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 wanted to offer my condolences on your loss.”

The cowboy looks quite confused for a moment, then a light dawns in his eyes and he laughs.

“Oh, no, everybody’s just fine,” he explains.

“It’s just that my wife and I joined the Baptist Church and I had to quit drinking.”

“It hasn’t affected my brothers though.”

Two Men At An Irish Pub Have Too Much Beer And The Most Hilarious Conversation Ensues

Two men were sitting next to each other at Murphys Pub in London. After a while, one bloke looks at the other and says, I can’t help but think, from listening to you, that you’re from Ireland

The other bloke responds proudly, Yes, that I am!

The first one says, So am I! And where about from Ireland might you be?

The other bloke answers, I’m from Dublin, I am.

The first one responds, So am I!

Mother Mary and begora. And what street did you live on in Dublin?

The other bloke says, A lovely little area it was. I lived on McCleary Street in the old central part of town.

The first one says, Faith and it’s a small world. So did I! So did I! And to what school would you have been going?

The other bloke answers, Well now, I went to St. Marys, of course.

The first one gets really excited and says, And so did I. Tell me, what year did you graduate?

The other bloke answers, Well, now, let’s see. I graduated in 1964.

The first one exclaims, The Good Lord must be smiling down upon us! I can hardly believe our good luck at winding up in the same place tonight. Can you believe it, I graduated from St. Marys in 1964 my own self!

About this time, Vicky walks up to the bar, sits down, and orders a drink.

Brian, the barman, walks over to Vicky, shaking his head and mutters, It’s going to be a long night tonight.

Vicky asks, Why do you say that, Brian?

The Murphy twins are drunk again.