An old golfer comes in from a round of golf at a new course and heads into the bar.
As he passes through the swinging doors he sees a sign hanging over the bar :
COLD BEER: $2.00
CHICKEN SANDWICH : $3.50
HAND JOB: $50.00
Studying it carefully he reaches for his wallet. Checking to be sure he has the necessary payment, the old golfer walks up to the counter and beckons to the exceptionally attractive female bartender who has been watching him from the other end of the bar .
She glides down the bar toward the old golfer.
"Yes?" she inquires with a wide, knowing smile, "May I help you?"
The old golfer leans over the bar and whispers, "I was wondering, pretty little lady," he whispers, "are you the one who gives the hand-jobs? "
She looks into his eyes, moves in closer, places her hand on his leg and purrs: "Yes Sir , I surely am"
The old golfer leans closer and says softly,
"Well, wash your hands real fucking good, cause I want a cheeseburger."