DIVORCE VS. MURDER
>
> 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. That's against the
law! I'll 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!'
>
> 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. That's against the
law! I'll 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!'