Banta Singh walks into a bar in Ludhiana & orders three glasses of Beer
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, beer goes flat after I fill
it in the glass; it would taste better if you bought one at a time."
Banta Singh replies, "Well, you see, I have two brothers. One is in
Dubai, the other in Canada, and I'm here in Ludhiana. When they 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. Banta Singh becomes a regular in the bar, and
always drinks the sameway: He orders three Beers and drinks them in
turn. One day, he comes in and orders only two Beers. 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."
Banta Singh looks confused for a moment, then alight dawns in his eye
and he laughs. "Oh, no," he, says, "Everyone's fine - both my
brothers are alive" . " Only thing is ---- I just quit drinking"!!!!!!
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