A nice, calm, and respectable lady
went into the pharmacy, walked up
to the pharmacist, looked straight
into his eyes, and said,
“I would like to buy some cyanide.”
The pharmacist asked,
“Why in the world do you need cyanide?”
The lady replied, “I need it to poison my husband.”
The pharmacist’s eyes got big and he exclaimed,
“Lord have mercy!
I can’t give you cyanide to kill your husband
Absolutely not!
You CANNOT have any cyanide!”
The lady reached into her purse
and pulled out a picture of her husband
in bed with the pharmacist’s wife.
The pharmacist looked at the picture and said,
“You didn’t tell me you had a prescription.”
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