The bartender tells the genealogist, “You know, a mug goes flat after I pour it. It would taste better if you bought them one at a time.”
The genealogist replies, “Well, you see, I have two sisters. They live out of state and when we all left our home, we promised that we'd drink this way to remember when we drank together. So I'm drinking one beer for each of my sisters and one for myself.”
The genealogist becomes a repeat customer and always drinks the same way, always ordering three mugs.
One day she comes in and orders two mugs..When she goes back to the bar for the next round the bartender says, “ I want to offer my condolences for your loss.”
The genealogist looks at him funny and after a few moments she laughs. “Oh, no, they are fine,” she states, “it’s just that my husband and I joined the LDS and I had to quit drinking. It hasn't affected my sisters though.”