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.

Its always good to have a little morbid humor to brighten the day

good one