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