An English man, Irishman and a Scottish man are sitting in a pub full of people.

The Englishman says, “The pubs in England are the best. You can buy one drink and get a second one free”.

Everyone in the pub agreed and gave a big cheer.

The Scottish man says, “Yeah. That’s quite good but in Scotland you can buy one drink and get another 2 for free.”

Again, the crowd in the pub gave a big cheer.

The Irish man says “Your two pubs are good, but they are not as good as the ones in Ireland. In Ireland you can buy one pint, get another 3 for free and then get taken into the backroom for a f*ck”

The English says “WOW! Did that happen to you?” and the Irishman replies “No, but it happened to my sister.”

An Irishman walks into a bar in Dublin, orders three pints of Guinness 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 asks him, “You know, a pint goes flat after I draw it; it would taste better if you  bought one at a time.”

The Irishman replies, “Well, you see, I have two brothers. One is in America, the other in Australia, and I’m here in Dublin. When we all left home, we promised that we’d drink this way to remember the days when we drank together.”

The bartender admits that this is a nice custom, and leaves it there.

The Irishman becomes a regular in the bar, and always drinks the same way: ordering three pints and drinking them in turn.

One day, he comes in and orders two pints. 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 condolences on your great loss.”

The Irishman looks confused for a moment, then a light dawns in his eye and he laughs.

“Oh, no,” he says, “Everyone’s fine. I’ve just quit drinking.”