To which Mark, the teller replied, "I beg your pardon, what did you say?"
"Listen up damnit, I said I want to open a fuckin' checking account right fuckin' now."
"Sir, I'm sorry but we do not tolerate that kind of language in this bank!"
Mark left the window and went over to Dabbles, the bank manager and told him about the situation.
They both returned and the Dabbles asked, "What seems to be the problem here?"
"There's no damn problem," Joe says, "I just won $50 fuckin' million in the lottery and I want to open a fuckin' checking account in this damn bank!"
"I see sir," Dabbles said, "and this fuckin' donkey is giving you a hard time?"
