A lady walks into a drug store and tells the pharmacist she needs some
>cyanide. The pharmacist said, \" Why in the world do you need cyanide?
>
>The lady then explained she needed it to poison her husband.
>
>The pharmacist\'s eyes got big and he said, \"Lord have mercy, I can\'t give
>you cyanide to kill your husband! That\'s against the law! They\'ll throw
>both of us in jail and I\'ll lose my license!\"
>
>Then the lady reached into her purse and pulled out a picture of her
>husband in bed with the pharmacist\'s wife, and handed it to the pharmacist.
>
>The pharmacist looked at the picture and replied, \"Well now, you didn\'t
>tell me you had a prescription . . .\"
>cyanide. The pharmacist said, \" Why in the world do you need cyanide?
>
>The lady then explained she needed it to poison her husband.
>
>The pharmacist\'s eyes got big and he said, \"Lord have mercy, I can\'t give
>you cyanide to kill your husband! That\'s against the law! They\'ll throw
>both of us in jail and I\'ll lose my license!\"
>
>Then the lady reached into her purse and pulled out a picture of her
>husband in bed with the pharmacist\'s wife, and handed it to the pharmacist.
>
>The pharmacist looked at the picture and replied, \"Well now, you didn\'t
>tell me you had a prescription . . .\"
