A crusty old man walks into a bank and says to the teller at the 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 right now!"
"I'm very sorry sir, but we do not tolerate that kind of
language in this bank."
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 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?"