An Irishman orders three pints of beer and takes a sip from each one. The bartender asks why he doesn't just drink them one at a time. The Irishman tells him that before he moved to America he and his two brothers would gather together at the local pub after work and each have a pink. He says "Sipping each pint reminds my of my brothers."
The Bartender liked the story and as the months passed he would tell it to everyone who looked at the Irishman funny.
Years passed and the Irishman came into the bar and was greeted as usually. Before the Bartender could ready the usually three pints the Irishman holds up his hand and says "Just two pints from now on". The Bartender drops a glass and it shatters on the floor. He looks up with worry in his eyes and says, "I'm so sorry you lost one of your brothers." The Irishman laughs and says, "My brothers are fine, I just gave up drinking."
