Playboy's Party Jokes

May, 1986

I want to open a fucking checking account," the man snarled."I beg your pardon, sir," the teller replied."Listen, damn it, I said I want to open a fucking checking account.""I'm sorry, sir, but we don't tolerate language like that in our bank." She left the window, walked over to the bank manager and whispered in his ear.The two returned and the manager asked, "What seems to be the problem here?""There's no goddamn problem," the man insisted...