One day at First National Bank of Las Vegas...
Teller: Can I help you, Sir?
Johnny: Yes Ma'am, I want to cash my winner's check from the Fatboy Pool Tour.
Teller: Just a moment, Mr. Acher.
Johnny: That's Archer.
Teller: I apologize, Mr. Archer. Do you another form of identification?
Johnny: No ma'am. I have this copy of Billiard Digest with my picture on the cover.
Teller: We can't accept that.
Johnny: What's the problem?
Teller: The name on the check is Joanny Acher. If you don't have identification that says that you are Ms. Acher, then we won't be able cash this for you today.
Johnny: Oh - Jeeeeeeeze! Not again! This happens every single time!
Teller: Calm down Mr. Acher, we have already had Mr. Struckling placed in protective custody, I won't hesitate to call security.
Johnny: Stop calling me Mr. Acher! My name is Johnny Lee Archer, I'm in the Hall of Fame. Who are you calling?
Teller: Security? We have another one...
5 minutes later...
Beeeep....
Johnny:Not your damn voicemail again! Dammit Eric, it happened again. Did you do this on purpose? This ain't funny at all - did you know they beat Earl up and put him in a straight jacket? Learn how to spell, man!