brothers

A redneck walks into a bar in Texas, orders three mugs
of Budweiser 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 approaches and tells him, "You know, a
mug goes flat after I draw it, it would taste better
if you bought one at a time."

The redneck replies, "Well, you see, I have two
brothers. One is in Australia, the other is in Dublin,
and I'm in Texas. 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 of my brothers and
one for myself."

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

The redneck 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 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 redneck looks quite puzzled for a moment, then a
light dawns and he laughs. "Oh, no, everybody's just
fine," he explains, "it's just that my wife had us
join that Baptist Church and I had to quit drinking.
Hasn't affected my brothers though."

 

Who ever goes to the humor forums these days?...eh figured it'd get its deserved attention in this forum....

its an old irish joke I just remembered, but why tell an irish joke when you can make fun of rednecks

 

I just hope BPP doesnt go ape shit and start crying about it

 

its always "redneck discrimination this...nubbins avatar that.." the mans a pessimistic psycho i tell ya!