[Rook]

A man walks into a Bar, {yes, a bar joke}, and the Bartender asks
-"What's your poison?"
The man asks for 3 drinks..The bartender, slightly confused, asks
-"Why 3? U're alone"
-"I want 3"
The bartender is slightly annoyed at this point..
-"Ok, but why?"
The guy says -" One for me...One for u...And one for the Cunt u call Mom"
Naturally the bartender beats him to a Pulp and kicks him out...
2 nights later, Same guy, same questions, the bartender glares when he asks for 3 again..
-"Why??"
-" One for me, one for u, and one for the Whore u call Mom"
Another asswhoopin', and a few missing teeth....
On the third time, the guy walks in bruised, bent out of shape, Slurring...
-"I want 2 drinks"
Now he's really confused...
-"Why 2?"
-"Every time I ask for 3, u always beat the fucking shit outta me....So, I want 2 drinks...1 for me, and one for the Bitch that gave birth to u"

{ sounds funnier in spanish }