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A Cape Bretoner walks into a bar in Halifax, orders three drafts
of Keith's and 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 him, "You know, a draft goes flat after I draw it, it would taste better if you bought one at a time."
The Cape Bretoner replies, "Well, you see, I have two brothers. One is in Toronto, the other is in Boston, and I'm here in Halifax. When we all left home, we promised that we'd drink this way to remember the days we drank together. So I drink one for each o'me brothers and one for meself."The bartender admits that this is a nice custom, and leaves it there. The Cape Bretoner becomes a regular in the bar, and always drinks the same way. He orders three pints and drinks them in turn.
One day, he comes in and orders two pints. All the other regulars take notice and fall silent. When he comes back to the bar for the second round, the bardender says, "I don't want to intrude on your grief, but I wanted to offer my condolences on your loss."
The Cape Bretoner looks quite puzzled for a moment, then a light dawns and he laughs, "Oh, no, everybody's just fine," he explains. "It's just that my wife had us join the Baptist Church and I had to quit drinking. Hasn't affected me brothers though."
of Keith's and 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 him, "You know, a draft goes flat after I draw it, it would taste better if you bought one at a time."
The Cape Bretoner replies, "Well, you see, I have two brothers. One is in Toronto, the other is in Boston, and I'm here in Halifax. When we all left home, we promised that we'd drink this way to remember the days we drank together. So I drink one for each o'me brothers and one for meself."The bartender admits that this is a nice custom, and leaves it there. The Cape Bretoner becomes a regular in the bar, and always drinks the same way. He orders three pints and drinks them in turn.
One day, he comes in and orders two pints. All the other regulars take notice and fall silent. When he comes back to the bar for the second round, the bardender says, "I don't want to intrude on your grief, but I wanted to offer my condolences on your loss."
The Cape Bretoner looks quite puzzled for a moment, then a light dawns and he laughs, "Oh, no, everybody's just fine," he explains. "It's just that my wife had us join the Baptist Church and I had to quit drinking. Hasn't affected me brothers though."