Blonde Baptist Cowgirl
A cowgirl, who is visiting Texas from Arkansas, walks into a bar and orders
three mugs of Bud. She sits in the back of the room, drinking a sip out of
each one in turn. When she finishes them, she comes back to the bar and
orders three more.
The bartender approaches and tells the cowgirl, "You know, a mug goes flat
after I draw it. It would taste better if you bought one at a time."
The cowgirl replies, "Well, you see, I have two sisters. One is in
Australia, the other is in Dublin. When we all left our home in Arkansas,
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 sisters and one for
myself."
The bartender admits that this is a nice custom, and leaves it there. The
cowgirl becomes a regular in the bar, and always drinks the same way.
She orders three mugs and drinks them in turn.
One day, she comes in and only orders two mugs. All the regulars take
notice
and fall silent. When she 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 cowgirl looks quite puzzled for a moment, then a light dawns in her
eyes
and she laughs.
"Oh, no, everybody's just fine," she explains, "It's just that my husband
and I joined the Baptist Church .... and I had to quit drinking."
"Hasn't affected my sisters though."
three mugs of Bud. She sits in the back of the room, drinking a sip out of
each one in turn. When she finishes them, she comes back to the bar and
orders three more.
The bartender approaches and tells the cowgirl, "You know, a mug goes flat
after I draw it. It would taste better if you bought one at a time."
The cowgirl replies, "Well, you see, I have two sisters. One is in
Australia, the other is in Dublin. When we all left our home in Arkansas,
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 sisters and one for
myself."
The bartender admits that this is a nice custom, and leaves it there. The
cowgirl becomes a regular in the bar, and always drinks the same way.
She orders three mugs and drinks them in turn.
One day, she comes in and only orders two mugs. All the regulars take
notice
and fall silent. When she 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 cowgirl looks quite puzzled for a moment, then a light dawns in her
eyes
and she laughs.
"Oh, no, everybody's just fine," she explains, "It's just that my husband
and I joined the Baptist Church .... and I had to quit drinking."
"Hasn't affected my sisters though."
4 Comments:
lol...ive seen that joke before and it was nice seeing it again tonight on your blog
woke up the dead laughing at this one, and cleared a bunch of crud out too.
thanks.
your sidebar stunt is just like becca's and it's is the least I can do, but welcome, newest member of the goons.
lmao
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