From defective yeti: "My local ATM has become aggressively informal. At first it was just small things, like saying 'Sure' and 'No, thanks' instead of 'yes' and 'no' when asking if I want a receipt. But now it's completely out of control. Now it's all, 'Howdie-ho, neighbor! Hot enough for ya? Well golly gee willikers, what can I do you for?'"
I can see FuzzyTopia National Bank now. "Yo Homie, insert your snakki treets in the slot for a bigger surprise.
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