So my brother goes into the bank today..

[Nickatilynx]

to cash a big assed check.

So he calls me and adivises me that they are making him jump through hoops over it...

So as I know the manager and am entitled to the Royal Service or some shit , I phone up the branch.

I'm all prepared. I'm gonna use the "Pulp Ficftion" Routine.

Here is the phonecall...

"Hello this is the bank"
"Hello can I speak to Gord , please"
"Who can I say is calling?"
"Nickatilynx"
"Oh hello ,Nick hope your enjoying this lovely weather , let me put you through to him"

....pause...

"This is Gord Blah"
"Hi , Gord , this is Nickatilynx."
"Nick!! How are ya , how's the golf game?"
"Really good ,and so so , Gord .How are you?"
"Not bad Nick , not bad"
"Good , sooo Gord , I hear my brother's been in trying to cash a check ..
"Yes ...."
"Gord , Does my brother look like a mother fucking bitch to you?"

...pause..

"Well actually , Nick , yes , yes he does........."

ahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

;-))))