An Irishman walks into a bar in Dublin and orders three pints of Guinness and sits in the back of the room, drinking a sip out of each one in turn. When he finished all three, he came back to the bar and ordered three more.

The barman said to him, “You know, a pint goes flat after I pull it and it would taste better if you bought one at a time.”

The Irishman replied, “Well, you see, I have two brothers. One is in America and the other in Australia , and I’m here in Dublin . When we all left home, we promised that we’d drink this way to remember the days when we all drank together.” The barman admitted that this is a nice custom, and left it there.

The Irishman became a regular at the bar and always drank the same way: he orders three pints and drinks the three pints by taking sips from each of them in turn.

One day, he came in and ordered two pints. All the other regulars in the bar noticed and fell silent. When he comes back to the bar for the second round, the barman says, “I don’t want to intrude on your grief, but I wanted to offer my condolences on your great loss.”

The Irishman looks confused for a moment, then the light dawns in his eye and he laughs. “Oh, no,” he says, “Everyone is fine. It’s me... I’ve quit drinking.”

Nice

funny funny

The chicken and the egg were in bed together

When the egg rolled off and started to have a cigarette

The chicken looked at the egg and said...



WELL! I guess we answered that question