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A nice, respectable lady goes into a pharmacy. She walks up to the pharmacist, looks straight into his eyes, and says, “I would like to buy some cyanide.”
The pharmacist looks astonished and asks, “Why in the world do you need cyanide?”
The lady replies, “I need it to poison my husband.”
The pharmacists eyes get big and he exclaims, “Lord have mercy! I can’t give you cyanide to kill your husband! That’s against the law! I’ll lose my licence! They’ll throw both of us in jail! All kinds of bad things will happen. Absolutely not! You CANNOT have any cyanide!”
The lady reaches into her purse and pulls out a picture of her husband in bed with the pharmacist’s wife. The pharmacist looks at the picture and replies, “Well now that’s different. You didn’t tell me you had a prescription.”
The pharmacist looks astonished and asks, “Why in the world do you need cyanide?”
The lady replies, “I need it to poison my husband.”
The pharmacists eyes get big and he exclaims, “Lord have mercy! I can’t give you cyanide to kill your husband! That’s against the law! I’ll lose my licence! They’ll throw both of us in jail! All kinds of bad things will happen. Absolutely not! You CANNOT have any cyanide!”
The lady reaches into her purse and pulls out a picture of her husband in bed with the pharmacist’s wife. The pharmacist looks at the picture and replies, “Well now that’s different. You didn’t tell me you had a prescription.”