A cowgirl who is visiting Texas from Arkansas walks into a bar and
orders three mugs of Bud. She sits in the back of the room,
drinking a sip out of each one in turn. When she finishes them, she comes
back to the bar and orders three more.
The bartender approaches and tells the cowgirl, "You know, a mug
flat after I draw it. It would taste better if you bought one at a
time." The cowgirl replies, well, you see, I have two sisters. One is
in Australia the other in Dublin. When we all left our home in
Arhansas, we promised that we would drink this way to remember the days
when we drank together. So I am drinking one beer for each of my
sisters and one for myself." The bartender admits this is a nice custom
and leaves it there.
The cowgirl becomes a regular in the bar and always drinks the
same way, she orders three mugs and drinks them in turn.
One day she comes in and only orders two mugs. All the regulars
take notice and fall silent. When she comes back to the bar for the
secondround, the bartender says, "I don't want to intrude on your
grief, but wanted to offer my condolences on your loss."
The cowgirl looks quite puzzled for a moment, then a light dawns
in her eyes and she laughs. "Oh, no, everybody's just fine," she
explains. "It's just that my husband and I joined the Baptist church and
I quit drinking." Hasn't affected my sisters, though.