A crusty old man walks into a bank & says, "I wanna open a f***ing saving account."
The astonished woman replies, "I beg your pardon sir, but that kind of language is not tolerated here."
She goes to the bank manager to complain.
The manager agrees such foul language can't be accepted.
They both return to the window and ask the old geezer, "Sir, what seems to be the problem here?"
Old man: "There is no f***ing problem, I just won $200 million bucks in the f***ing lottery & I want to put my f***ing money in this f***ing bank."
Manager: "I see, and is this b*tch giving you a f***ing hard time sir?"
Moral of the story:
When money talks, nobody checks the Grammar!
The astonished woman replies, "I beg your pardon sir, but that kind of language is not tolerated here."
She goes to the bank manager to complain.
The manager agrees such foul language can't be accepted.
They both return to the window and ask the old geezer, "Sir, what seems to be the problem here?"
Old man: "There is no f***ing problem, I just won $200 million bucks in the f***ing lottery & I want to put my f***ing money in this f***ing bank."
Manager: "I see, and is this b*tch giving you a f***ing hard time sir?"
Moral of the story:
When money talks, nobody checks the Grammar!
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