Four old retired guys are walking down a street in Yuma ,

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 Australia,


They're waiting for Happy Hour when drinks are half-price."
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