A frog goes into a bank. When he gets to the counter, he sees from the name badge that the young bank clerk serving him is Patricia Whack.
"What can I do for you, Sir?" says the young woman.
"I would like a loan, Patricia," says the frog.
"Are you a customer of ours?" says the woman.
"No, I'm not," says the frog.
"In that case, we will need to fill out this form. Can you tell me your name, Sir?" asks the bank clerk.
"It's Kermit Michael Jagger," says the frog.
"Any relation to Mick Jagger the rock star?" asks the young woman, jokingly.
"As a matter of fact, yes," says the frog, "He's my father."
"Oh," says the woman, "Well, how big a loan do you want?"
"£100,000," says the frog.
"Well sir, £100,000 is quite a lot of money. What can you provide as security?"
The frog roots about in his pockets and pull outs a small, plastic pig.
"Will that do?" asks the frog.
"I'm sorry, Sir," says the clerk, "We usually require much more security than that."
"Oh, I'm sure it will be all right," says the frog, "I know the manager personally. I play golf with him. Why don't you ask him."
She enters the bank manager's office and says, "You won't believe this, boss. There's a frog at the counter who claims he's the son of Mick Jagger. He's asking for £100,000 and all he's providing for security is this," and holds up the small, plastic pig. "I mean, what is it?"