I had one lock the door in my face when I was to come in for teller halves. It was 4:35 and they close at 4:30. The thing was, she let another person in 2 seconds before I reached the door.
I once had a bank teller remove my swollen appendix with a broken beer bottle. She, a hot long legged blond, used nothing more than a 12 guage shotgun shell, cut it open and burned the powder in the wound to stop the bleeding.
I once had a bank teller remove my swollen appendix with a broken beer bottle. She, a hot long legged blond, used nothing more than a 12 guage shotgun shell, cut it open and burned the powder in the wound to stop the bleeding.
hahahaha! But, that's what you get for trying to order halves from The Organ Bank
I once had a bank teller remove my swollen appendix with a broken beer bottle. She, a hot long legged blond, used nothing more than a 12 guage shotgun shell, cut it open and burned the powder in the wound to stop the bleeding.
Did she have the face of Susan B. Anthony and the backside of a Franklin?