Banta Singh walks into a bar in
and sits in the backyard of the room, drinking a sip out of each one in
turn.
When he finishes, he comes back to the bar counter and orders 3 more.
The bartender asks him, "You know, beer goes flat after I fill it in
the glass; it would taste better if you buy one at a time."
Banta Singh replies, "Well, you see, I have two brothers. One is in
When they left home, we promised that we'll drink this way to remember
the days when we drank together.
The bartender admits that this is a nice custom and leaves it there.
Banta Singh became a regular in the bar, and always drinks the same
way. He orders 3-Beers and drinks them in turn.
One day, he came in and ordered only 2-Beers
All the other regulars 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
sincere condolences on your great loss. "
Banta Singh looked confused for a moment, then he laughs .... "Oh, no,"
he, said, "Everyone's fine - both my brothers are alive" .
" The only thing is
I just quit drinking"!!!
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