One tequila, two tequila, three tequila, floor.

A comic riff on the familiar counting-rhyme pattern (“one, two, three, four”), the line compresses the arc of heavy drinking into a single punchline: after successive tequilas, the inevitable outcome is collapse (“floor”). Its humor comes from speed and inevitability—no moralizing, just a blunt, rhythmic depiction of intoxication’s trajectory. The joke also plays on tequila’s cultural association with quick, hard-hitting drunkenness. Even when attributed to George Carlin, it functions more like a widely circulating bar quip than a developed bit, relying on the audience’s shared knowledge of drinking culture and sing-song phrasing to land instantly.