A crusty old man walks into a bank and says, "I wanna open a f**king savings 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**king problem, I just won $200 million bucks in the f**king lottery and I want to put my f**king money in this f**king bank."
Manager: "I see, and is this bitch giving you a f**king hard time sir?"
Moral of the story: When money talks, nobody checks the Grammar!