Drinks - 10 cents

Three retired gents, two from California and one from Arizona, are
walking down a street in the historic part of Old Phoenix.

They turn a corner and see a sign that says.....

"The Old Timer's Bar ... ALL DRINKS 10 CENTS!"

They look at each other in disbelief ... and then enter the bar.
The bartender says, in a voice that carries across the room, "Come on in and
let me pour one for you guys. What'll it be, Gentlemen?"

There seems to be a fully stocked bar, so the 3 men each asked for a
martini. In short order, the bartender serves up 3 iced martinis and says,
"That'll be 10 cents each, please."

They can't believe their good luck. Each guy pays his 10 cents.
they finish their martinis, and order another round.

Again, three excellent martinis are produced with the bartender
again saying, "That's 30 cents, please." They pay the 30 cents, but their
curiosity is more than they can stand.

They've each had two martinis and so far they've spent less than a
dollar. One of the men asks the bartender, "How can you afford to serve
martinis as good as these for only a dime each?"

"Well, here's my story, I'm a retired tailor from Brooklyn, and I
always wanted to own a bar. Last year I hit the lottery for $525 million dollars
and I decided to open this place. It's just a hobby for me. Every drink
costs a dime. Wine, liquor, beer, it's all the same."

"Wow! That's quite a story," says one of the men.

The three of them sipped at their martinis but couldn't help but notice
three other guys who had been sitting at the other end of the bar, who
didn't have a drink in front of them .. and they hadn't ordered anything.

One man gestures toward the three guys at the end of the bar and
asks the bartender, "What's with those guys?"


"They're farmers from Wisconsin... They're waiting for Happy Hour."