A frog walks into a bank and says to the teller, “Hey, lady, I need to borrow fifty grand.”
The teller, taken aback, says, “The name’s not Lady. It’s Patti Black. And before I’m going give you anything, I’m going to need your name and some collateral.”
“The name’s Kermit Jagger.”
“And what do you have for collateral?” asks the teller.
The frog reaches into his pocket and pulls out a snow globe. He plops it on the counter. “There you go.”
“What is this?” asks the teller.
“Collateral,” says the frog.
“Stay here,” the teller replies. “I need to go speak with my boss.”
The teller leaves her station and walks to the manager’s office.
“Jim,” she explains, “I’ve got a frog out here who calls himself Kermit Jagger. He says he needs to borrow fifty thousand dollars.”
Holding up the snow globe, she asks her manager, “What am I supposed to do with this?”
The manager answers, “It’s a knick-knack, Patti Black. Give the frog a loan. His old man’s a Rolling Stone.”