Four retired guys, two from California and two from Arizona; are
walking down a street in Chicago. Then 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. 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 seems to be a fully stocked bar, so the men all ask for a
martini. In short order, the bartender serves up 4 iced martinis
and says, "That'll be 10 cents each, please."
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 40cents, please."
They pay the 40 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.
Finally one of the men can't stand it any longer, and asks the bartender,
"How can you afford to serve martinis as good as these for a dime apiece?"
"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 $25 million, and decided to
open this place. Every drink costs a dime - wine, liquor, beer, all the same."
"Wow!! That's quite a story," says one of the men. The four of them
sipped at their martinis, and couldn't help but notice three other guys at
the end of the bar who didn't have a drink in front of them, and hadn't
ordered anything the whole time they were there.
One man gestures at the three at the end of the bar without drinks and
asks the bartender, "What's with them?"
The bartender says, "They're seniors from Florida. They're waiting for