A man walks into a bank

and walks up to a pretty, young clerk.

"I want to open a fucking bank account," he says.

The clerk looks up, mildly shocked, sure she's misheard. "Excuse me?"

"You heard me," says the man. "I want to open a fucking bank account."

The clerk puts down her pen. "Sir, I'm going to have to ask you to refrain from using profanity in this building."

The man rolls his eyes. "What's so fucking hard about opening a fucking bank account? Let me talk to your manager."

The clerk goes into the back room, and comes out with an older gentleman in a suit. "This is the guy," she says.

"I hear there's a problem, sir," says the manager, and steps forward. "Is there something I can help you with? Keep in mind that I personally hired all of these clerks and I will not tolerate any abuse towards them."

"Yes," says the man. "I want to open a fucking bank account and deposit two million dollars into it."

"I see," says the manager. "Was this bitch giving you any trouble?"