This guy goes into the bar on Friday night and orders three beers. In fact, every
Friday night he goes into the bar and orders three beers and drinks them all by himself.
Three beers ... every Friday night. Not 2. Never 4. Always 3. Well, the bartender can't
figure this out. Without fail this guy comes in. The bartender finally says to the guy,
"Every Friday night you come In here and have three beers. There must be a story to
this. You never order 2 beers, or 4 beers, always 3." The guy says, "Yes there
is a story." You see, me and my two buddies always went out for a beer on Friday
night when we were in Vietnam. One night while we were drinking we decided that we could
continue doing this when we return to the States. We also decided if one of us didn't make
it the other two would drink the third one's beer. And if two didn't make it, the third
guy would drink the other two beers. The other two didn't make it back, so I'm drinking
theirs." The bartender felt badly.
Well, the next Friday night the guy came back into the bar as usual but ordered only to
beers. The bartender couldn't believe it. Friday after Friday this guy now orders only two
drinks. This went on for some time, and the bartender was so puzzled he just had to ask
the guy about it. The bartender says to him, "I noticed you have been ordering only
two beers for the last few weeks. There has to be a story here." The guy says,
"Yes, indeed, there is a story. You see, I joined the Mormon church, and I can't
drink beer any more."