Sporty, our cute little friend with a harelip, is very depressed because he can't find a job. He decides to go to the city and give it one last try...
He walks into the Chase Manhattan Bank.
He goes up to an important looking man and says, "Mihnter, I'd nlike hnoo apply for the pohnition of prehnidehrt of nyour bank."
The man says, "I'm sorry, but we already have a president."
Sporty says, "Well, hnank you hninhnerely for lihntening hnoo my hnory."
He walks out of the Chase Manhattan, and down to the Farmer's Trust Bank. He approaches another important looking man.
He says, "Mihnter, I would ndearly love linoo have a pohnition as nvice prehnidehnt of nyour bank."
The man says, "I'm sorry, but we already have more vice presidents than we need."
Sporty goes to the Bowery Savings Bank. He says to a man at a desk, "I wuhner if you coulhd uhnse a cahnier in nyour bank?"
The man says, "I'm sorry, we have more cashiers than we can use now."
Sporty goes to The Morgan National Trust Bank. He asks an important looking man, "Couhld you unhse a guard in nyour bank? I'm nsure I would be an asnhnett hnoo your ehntabihnmenht."
They don't need any guards. Sporty gets really down.
He's walking down the street, and he's approaching a beautiful girl. He figures, what the heck, one last try.
He says to her, "Nlady, hwould you nlike to have hnupper with a poor uhnhampy man?"
She glares at him and says, "How'd you like to kiss my ass?"
He says, "I'm not hnaying I would, and I'm hnot hnaying I wouldn't, but I muht hnay ith the betht offer I've hahnd hnooday."
