The Pharmacist
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>
> A calm, respectable lady went into the
> pharmacy and 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!
> That's against the law! I would lose my
> license! They'll throw both of us in jail!
> All kinds of bad things will happen!
> 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
> replied, "Well, now. That's Different. You
> didn't tell me you had a prescription..