A guy in his 80s walks into a bank…
…walks up to a trekker and says, “I want to open up a damn checking account.”
The teller says, “I can help you with that, sir. But please don’t curse at me.”
The guy says, “What damn cursing are you talking about? I didn’t damn curse and I just want to open a damn checking account.”
The teller says, “Okay, sir, I will be right back.”
She goes to the bank president and says, “A guy just came to my window and is cursing at me. I don’t think that I should have to listen to it.”
The bank president agrees with her and they walk back to the window where he says, “Yes sir, how can I help you?”
The old guy says, “I just won $100 million damn dollars in the damn lottery and I want to open a damn checking account.”
The bank president says, “I see sir, and this bitch is giving you problems?”
