Non Stop Drinking :)

A man walks into a bar at five o' clock in the afternoon and orders three scotches. Not one after the other but all three at once. The bartender is a little puzzled by this unusual request, but he doesn't say anything and gives the man what he wants - three scotches lined up on the bar in a row. The man drinks them down one by one, pays the bill and leaves.

The next day, he comes back at five o' clock and orders the same thing. Three scotches all at once. And the day after that, and every day after that for two weeks.

Finally, curiosity gets the better of the barman. I don't mean to be nosy, he says, but you've been here every day for the past two weeks ordering your three scotches, and I'd just like to know why. Most people take them one at a time.

Ah, the man says, the answer is very simple.

I have two brothers. One of them lives in New York, one lives in San Francisco, and the three of us are very close. As a way of honoring our friendship, we all go into a bar at five in the afternoon and order three scotches, silently toasting one another's health, pretending that we're all together in the same place.

The barman nods, finally understanding the reason for this strange ritual, and thinks no more about it.

The business goes on for another four months. The man comes in every day at five o' clock, and the barman serves him the three drinks. Then something happens.

The man shows up at his regular hour one afternoon, but this time he orders only two scotches. The bartender is worried, and after a while he plucks up his courage and says: I don't mean to be nosy, but every day for the past four and a half months you've come in here and ordered three scotches. Now you order two. I know it's none of my business, but I just hope nothing's gone wrong with your family.

Nothing's wrong, the man says, as bright and chipper as ever.

What is it then? the bartender asks.

The answer is very simple, the man says. I've stopped drinking.

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