A crusty old biker walks into a bank and says to the woman at the
teller window, "I want to open a damn checking account."
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
now!" says the biker.
"I'm very sorry sir, but that kind of language is not tolerated in
this bank," the teller informs him. She then leaves the window and
goes over to the bank manager to inform her of the situation. The
manager agrees that the teller does not have to listen to foul
language.
They both return to the window and the manager asks the old biker,
"Sir, what seems to be the problem here?"
"There is no damn problem," the man says. "I just won 50 million
dollars in the damn lottery and I want to open a damn checking account
in this damn bank!"
"I see, " says the manager, "and is this bitch giving you a hard time?"
