[BrianR]

> A nice, calm and respectable lady went into the
> pharmacy, right 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 pharmacists 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 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. "