Four old retired men walk down a street in Cooktown: They turned a corner and saw a sign that read, ‘Old Timer’s Bar – All drinks are 10 cents’They exchange glances before entering, convinced that everything is too good to be true. The ancient bartender speaks in a voice that carries over the room. “Come on in and I’ll pour one for you!” “What will it be, gentlemen?”

There appeared to be a fully stocked bar, so each of the men ordered a martini. In short order, the bartender serves four frozen martinis shaken, not stirred. “That’ll be 10 cents each, please. For a brief while, the four men focus on the bartender. Then glance at each other . They cannot believe their wonderful fortune. They pay the 40 cents, drink their martinis, then order another round.

Again, four great martinis are prepared, and the bartender says . “That’s 40 cents, please.” They pay the 40 cents, but their curiosity is overwhelming. They have each drunk two martinis and spent less than a dollar. Finally, one of the males speaks. “How can you afford to serve martinis as good as these for a 10 cents each?” “I’m a retired tailor from Sydney.” The bartender spoke. “I’ve always wanted to own a bar.

Last year, I won the lottery for $25 million and decided to open this place. Every drink costs 10 cents, whether it be wine, liquor, or beer. “Wow! That’s quite the story.” Says one of the males. The four of them sipped their martinis while noticing seven other persons at the end of the bar who had no beverages in front of them and had not ordered anything during their entire visit.

One man asks the bartender about the seven people at the end of the bar who aren’t drinking anything. “What’s with them?” The bartender speaks. “Oh, they’re all waiting for happy hour when drinks are half price!”