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A nice, calm, and respectable woman went into a pharmacy, walked up to the pharmacist and looked him straight in his eyes and said, 'I would like to buy some cyanide!'
The pharmacist asked, 'Why in the world do you need cyanide?'
The woman replied, 'I need it to poison my husband!'
The pharmacist's eyes widened and he exclaimed, 'Lord have mercy! I can't give you cyanide to kill your husband! That's against the law, I'll lose my license, they will throw us both in jail, all kinds of bad things will happen, absolutely not! You CANNOT have cyanide!'
The woman reached into her handbag and pulled out a photo of her husband in bed with the pharmacist's wife.
The pharmacist looked at the photo and said, 'Well now, that's different, you didn't tell me you had a prescription.'
The pharmacist asked, 'Why in the world do you need cyanide?'
The woman replied, 'I need it to poison my husband!'
The pharmacist's eyes widened and he exclaimed, 'Lord have mercy! I can't give you cyanide to kill your husband! That's against the law, I'll lose my license, they will throw us both in jail, all kinds of bad things will happen, absolutely not! You CANNOT have cyanide!'
The woman reached into her handbag and pulled out a photo of her husband in bed with the pharmacist's wife.
The pharmacist looked at the photo and said, 'Well now, that's different, you didn't tell me you had a prescription.'