Thread: Drovers return

>>>> A drover, who just moved to Queensland from Victoria ,
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>>>> Walks into a bar and orders three glasses of XXXX.
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>>>> He sits in the back of the room,
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>>>> Drinking a sip out of each one in turn.
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>>>> When he finishes them,
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>>>> He comes back to the bar and orders three more.
>>>> The bartender approaches and tells the drover,
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>>>> "You know, a glass goes flat after I draw it.
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>>>> It would taste better if you bought one at a time."
>>>> The cattleman replies, "Well, you see, I have two brothers..
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>>>> One's in 'Tassie' , the other one's a 'sandgroper'.
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>>>> When we all left our home in Echuca' ,
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>>>> We promised that we'd drink this way
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>>>> To remember the days when we drank together.
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>>>> So I'm drinking one beer for each of my brothers
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>>>> And one for myself."
>>>> The bartender admits that this is a nice custom,
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>>>> And leaves it there.
>>>> The drover becomes a regular in the bar,
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>>>> And always drinks the same way.
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>>>> He orders three mugs and drinks them in turn.
>>>> One day, he comes in and only orders two mugs.
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>>>> All the regulars take notice and fall silent.
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>>>> When he comes back to the bar for the second round,
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>>>> The bartender says, "I don't want to intrude on your grief,
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>>>> But I wanted to offer my condolences on your loss."
>>>> The drover looks quite puzzled for a moment,
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>>>> Then a light dawns in his eyes and he laughs.
>>>> "Oh, no, everybody's just fine," he explains,
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>>>> "It's just that my wife and I joined the Salvation Army
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>>>> And I had to quit drinking."
>>>> "Hasn't affected my brothers though."