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Four old retired men are walking down a street in Tempe,    Arizona


They turn a corner and see a sign that says, "Old Timers Bar -    ALL drinks


10 cents."


They look at each other and    then go in, thinking this is too good to be true.


The old bartender says in a    voice that carries across the room, "Come on
in and let me pour one for    you!


What'll it be,    gentlemen?"
There's a fully stocked bar, so each of the men orders a    martini.
In no time the bartender serves up four iced martinis shaken, not    stirred
and says, "That'll be 10 cents    each, please."


The four guys stare at the bartender for a moment, then    at each other.


They can't believe their good    luck.


They pay the 40 cents, finish    their martinis, and order another round.
Again, four excellent martinis are    produced, with the bartender again
saying, "That's 40 cents,    please."


They pay the 40 cents, but    their curiosity gets the better of them.


They've each had two martinis    and haven't even spent a dollar yet.


Finally one of them says, "How    can you afford to serve martinis as good as
these for a dime    apiece?"


"I'm a retired tailor from    Phoenix ," the bartender says, "and I always
wanted    to own a bar. Last year I hit the Lottery Jackpot for $125 million
and    decided to open this place. Every drink costs a dime. Wine, liquor,    beer
it's all the same."


"Wow! That's some    story!" one of the men says.
As the four of them sip at their martinis,    they can't help noticing seven
other people at the end of the    bar who don't have any drinks in front of
them and haven't ordered anything    the whole time they've been there


Nodding at the seven at the end    of the bar, one of the men asks the
Bartender, "What's with them?"
The    bartender says, "They're retired people from Wisconsin .    They're
waiting for Happy Hour when    drinks are half-price, plus they all have
(IT has beeen suggested that Minnesota may also be used as well as Wisconsin)