Four old retirees 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 beer.
In no time the bartender serves up four cold beers in iced glasses 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 beers, and order another round.
Again, four cold beers 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 beers and haven't even spent a dollar yet.
Finally one of them says, “How can you afford to serve beers as good as these for a dime apiece?”
“I’m a retired tailor from Phoenix,” the old 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 beers, 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 retirees from Scotland … waiting for Happy Hour when drinks are half-price!”....!!!!!
