Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Cowboy Logic

A cowboy, who just moved to Wyoming from Texas , 
walks into a bar and orders three mugs of Bud . He 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 the cowboy, "You know, a mug goes
flat after I draw it. It would taste better if you bought one 
at a time.." The cowboy replies, "Well, you see, I have 
two brothers. One is an Marine, the other is a Navy Seal, 
both serving over seas some where. When we all left our 
home in Texas , we promised that we'd drink this way to
remember the days when we drank together. So I'm 
drinking one beer for each of my brothers and one for myself."
The bartender admits that this is a nice custom, and leaves it 
there.
 
The cowboy 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 only 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 cowboy looks quite puzzled for a moment, 
then a light dawns in his eyes and he laughs.
 
"Oh, no, every body's just fine," he explains, "It's just that 
my wife and I joined the Baptist Church and I had to quit 
drinking."

"Hasn't affected my brothers though...."

25 comments:

  1. I am with Race...Three sisters...Oh well, here's to all of you!

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  2. There's nothing wrong with his logic. lol

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  3. BTW, I now see the check box for email comments, Thank you!

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  4. Randy, who ever said you couldn't drink to sisters?

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  5. Bunni, remember me with your brothers.

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  6. Hey, I was raised Southern Baptist and I know the one place Baptists don't recognize each other is in the liquor store.

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  7. Admiral, Glad for you ... Now how do I get rid of mine?

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  8. Bwahahahahaha. Now that's my kind of logic. Cheers.

    Have a terrific day. :)

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  9. Sandee, It all makes perfect sense after awhile.

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  10. You can not argue with his logic

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  11. Over-coming obstacles is in the cowboy's blood. Need more of them.
    Fish were biting today just got in. Fried catfish tonite.

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  12. My brothers drink enough for me at most times. My younger one won the Super Bowl box at the PNC this year. (Polish National Club) Season tickets to Cowboy stadium and $40,000.00. Sometimes drinking pays.

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  13. AHHH Ron, I love Catfish. I miss my old pond raised monsters.

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  14. Scotty, PNC and pond raised monsters ... Whooooo hoooo

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  15. Good one, Odie. I need more brothers.

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  16. Teresa, I don't have any, so I drink with strangers.

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