Three Beers A soldier, Mikey, has just been re-located to a new small town to serve. He decides he needs a drink and wanders over to the local pub. Mikey has a seat and the bartender strolls over, ""What'll it be, boy?"" Mikey replies, ""3 beers, please."" Bartender pours the 3 beers and brings them over to Mikey. Mikey has a sip out of the first beer, a sip out of the second, and a sip out of the third. Sip out of the first, the second, the third. He continues to drink the 3 beers this way until he's completely done. ""Another 3 beers, bartender!"" Bartender is a little confused, ""Hey kid. You know, it's not very busy and if you keep drinking your beers like that, they're gonna get warm and flat. I'll bring you one and when you're just about done, I'll have your second one already poured and ready to go."" Mikey replies ""I really appreciate it, but this is how I drink my beers."" At this point, a couple regulars are looking over curious to Mikey's odd drinking habit. Mikey continues, ""Listen, I have two brothers, and they're both serving in the military as well. When I moved away, we promised each other that when we drank, we would drink 3 beers, one sip at a time, and it'll be like we're drinking together."" The bartender is pretty touched by this story, and obliges. A few years pass and Mikey has become one of the regulars at the bar. As soon as he walks in, the bartender acknowledges him, Mikey nods and the bartender starts pouring Mikey's three beers. It's like clockwork. One day after shift, Mikey walks into the bar. Sits down. Silent. No eye-contact. Bartender strolls over, ""The regular, kid?"" Mikey mutters under his breath... ""Just two today. Been a rough day."" Bartender quietly pours Mikey's beers. Brings them over. Mikey has a sip out of the first, sip out of the second, sip out of the first, sip out of the second. Finishes them. Orders another round. Bartender starts pouring. Mikey finishes another two beers, sip out of the first, sip out of the second. All the while, the regulars noticed this and have started whispering thoughts of concern to one another. Bartender is debating whether or not he should bring up the change in order. Mikey goes through another 10 beers. He asks the bartender for his tab. Bartender leans in to Mikey ""This one's on the house. I'm really sorry."" Mikey, who's pretty intoxicated, is confused ""Whaddaya mean it's on the house?"" Bartender replies, ""Well, for the last two years, you've drank your three beers the same way. One for you, two for your brothers. And well, Mikey, I'm really sorry about your brother."" Mikey says, ""Whaddaya talking about my brother?"" Bartender explains... ""Well, you only ordered two beers, so I just assumed that..."" Mikey cuts him off, ""OHHHH. HA! Thanks buddy but no worries. Both my brothers are fine. **I** quit drinking!""