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 retirees from Wisconsin,
They 're waiting for Happy Hour when drinks are half-price.
Wisconsin Born, Packer Bred 