Where does this twenty go?

That is like the nudist who bought an ice-cream with a $100 note.

Shopkeeper: “Brace yourself old son. Here comes the change.”

Well you know where you can stick it

Internally speaking

Actually. If the manager is a horny little Thai lady, I’d only too gladly deposit my valuables.

Hmm. If he’s a Ladyboy, I might just pass.

The management requests, that all articles over 6 inches be folded in half, so that they will fit in the deposit box.

Selfies are so inn

Trying to see how long you can make the manager stand on her tippy toes, is considered bad form. As a penalty farang, we will send you home with a little something to remember us by.

Are you sure it’s never been cracked?

Dear consumers, please consume your money with us.

“No, those aren’t my jewels.”

Good thing they didn’t misspell money as ‘monkey’.

DrLex: During World War One, canned meat was called “monkey” by the soldiers.

You can take it to the bank-ok.

Yesh, um… I’ll just take them with me.

I have this gold ingot. Kindly assume the position.

I wonder if they mean “safe”? Maybe they practice self sex.

We apologise for the incontents.

“Sir, I am NOT taking these rolls of quarters.”

Wait till you see how they COUNT your change!

“We’ll bend over backwards to protect your items.”

Our piggy banks are real, live pigs, too.

Junior, quit putting quarters in your sister.

Which hole do I use for corn cobs?

The CORN hole!

Fine with me. I love chocolate coins.

Shake that money maker!!!!!!!