A crusty old man walks into a bank and says
to the teller at the window, "I want to open a damn checking account." To which
the astonished woman replies, "I beg your pardon, sir; I must have misunderstood you.
What did you say?"
"Listen up, damn it. I said I want to
open a damn checking account right now!"
"I'm very sorry sir, but we do not
tolerate that kind of language in this bank." Having said this, the teller leaves the
window and goes over to the bank manager to tell him about her situation.
They both return and the manager asks the
old geezer, "What seems to be the problem here?"
"There's no damn problem," the
man says. "I just won 50 million bucks in the damn lottery and I want to open a damn
checking account in this damn bank!"
"I see," says the manager,
"and this bitch is giving you a hard time?"
