A crusty old biker walks into a bank and tells the woman at the teller window, “I want to open a d-a.mn checking account.” The astonished woman replies, “I beg your pardon, sir. I must have misunderstood you. What did you say?” “Listen up, d-a.mn it. I said I want to open a d-a.mn checking … Continue reading A crusty old biker walks into a bank