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
"I'm very sorry sir, but we do not tolerate that kind of language in
So saying, 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 friggin problem, dammit!" 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?"