April 20, 2006

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A man goes into a bar every Friday and orders three beers. After a few weeks, the bartender’s curiosity gets the best of him and he asks, "Why do you always order three beers?" The man replies, "One is for me and the others are for my two brothers." This goes on for several months until finally one Friday the man comes in and only orders two beers. The bartender says, "What happened? Why are you only ordering two beers?" The man says, "My wife made me join the Baptist church and I’ve had to give up drinking!"