Guy walks into a bar, orders three beers, and alternately sips from each of the three until they're gone. He then orders three more. The bartender says, "Hey, I'm sure you'd like them cold, how about I just bring you one at a time?" The guy says, "No, bring me all three. I have two brothers serving in the military, and we made a vow to have a couple beers together every Saturday night until they get back safely." The bartender thought this was great, and from then on, gave the guy his first three beers on the house every Saturday night. One Saturday, the guy walks in and says to the bartender, "Make it two tonight, Joe. Just two." The bartender just goes white as a sheet, and when he brings the two beers, he offers his sincerest condolences. "Geez, I couldn't be more sorry to hear...one of your brothers didn't make it, huh?" The guy looks up, confused for a minute, and then says "No. No, no, no. My brothers are fine. My wife made me give up drinking."