Jeff, a semicolon, and an Oxford Comma walk into a bar. They both had a great time.

Texas bar. Two guys, Bill and Jeff, are in a bar in the middle of Texas. They're stereotypical Texans, big hat, cowboy boots, etc. So anyway, they're sitting at the bar drinking their Lonestar beer, when in walks these two guys. They don't walk like Texans, they don't look like Texans, they're obviously not from Texas. Bill tells Jeff to go see where they're from. So he ambles down the bar; ""Hey, where you boys from?"" ""Saskatoon, Saskatchewan."" Jeff walks back, sits down and take a drink of …

The pact of brothers... Jeff has moved to a new country and has settled in a new place. Around the corner is a bar which Jeff goes to check out. Once in, Jeff orders 3 beers in a row and begins to drink them simultaneously... The bar tender thinks this a bit strange but nevertheless he is making business. Jeff frequents the bar, generally nightly and each time he orders 3 beers in a row, drinking them simultaneously... The bar tender/other patrons who are now friendly with Jeff, ask him why he d…

All drinks on me Jeff, a well dressed well groomed guy, walks in a packed pub, sits at the bar and started to chat and socialise with the barman who happens to own the place. An hour and many drinks later, Jeff asks for a round of shots for everybody in the place, since it's a celebration. He does this three more times, people are on their feet happy, Jeff is having a blast, the owner gets a bit uncomfortable and asks him to pay what he already owes him. Unfortunately drunk him explains that he …