"But," said the guy from Tech, "I still prefer the beer joints back in Lubbock. There's one place where the owner goes out of his way for the locals. When you buy four beers, he'll buy the fifth."

The Longhorn said, "Well, at my favorite bar in Austin, the owner will buy your third drink after you've bought two."

"We-e-e-ell, that's nothin'," the Aggie responded. "Back in College Station, there's this bar where, from the very moment you set foot in the place, they'll buy you a drink and keep them coming all night. Then, when you've decided that you've had enough to drink, they take you upstairs and treat you to some o' what the Good Book calls 'pleasures of the flesh.' And it's all on the house."

The Longhorn and the Red Raider looked at each other, then at the Aggie.

"And this actually happened to you?" asked the Longhorn.

"We-e-e-ell, no, not me-myself personally," admitted the Aggie. "But my sister, now..."

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H/t to V29, who keeps promising himself to visit College Station...