A lady walks into a drug store and tells the pharmacist she needs some cyanide.
The pharmacist said, "Why do you need cyanide?"
The lady said, "I need it to poison my husband."
The pharmacist’s eyes got big and he said, "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! Absolutely not, you can NOT 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, you didn’t tell me you had a prescription."
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Bad Day at the Drug Store
On coming home in eager anticipation of a romantic evening, the husband was met at the door by his sobbing wife. Tearfully she explained, "It's the druggist - he insulted me terribly this morning on the phone."
Immediately the husband drove downtown to confront the druggist and demand an apology. Before he could say more than a word or two, the druggist told him, "Now, just a minute - listen to my side of it. This morning the alarm failed to go off, so I was late getting up. I went without breakfast and hurried out to the car, but I'll be damned if I didn't lock the house with both house and car keys inside. I had to break a window to get my keys. Driving a bit too fast, I got a speeding ticket. Then about two blocks from my store I had a flat.
When I finally got here there was a bunch of people waiting for me to open up. I got the store opened and started waiting on them, and all the time the damn phone was ringing its head off. Then I had to break a roll of nickels against the cash register drawer to make change, and they spilled all over the floor. I got down on my hands and knees to pick up the coins - the phone is still ringing - when I came up I cracked my head on the open cash drawer, which made me stagger back against a showcase of perfume bottles on it, and half of them fell to the floor and broke. The phone is still ringing with no let up, and I finally got to answer it. It was your wife - she wanted to know how to use a rectal thermometer. Well, sir, I TOLD HER!"
Immediately the husband drove downtown to confront the druggist and demand an apology. Before he could say more than a word or two, the druggist told him, "Now, just a minute - listen to my side of it. This morning the alarm failed to go off, so I was late getting up. I went without breakfast and hurried out to the car, but I'll be damned if I didn't lock the house with both house and car keys inside. I had to break a window to get my keys. Driving a bit too fast, I got a speeding ticket. Then about two blocks from my store I had a flat.
When I finally got here there was a bunch of people waiting for me to open up. I got the store opened and started waiting on them, and all the time the damn phone was ringing its head off. Then I had to break a roll of nickels against the cash register drawer to make change, and they spilled all over the floor. I got down on my hands and knees to pick up the coins - the phone is still ringing - when I came up I cracked my head on the open cash drawer, which made me stagger back against a showcase of perfume bottles on it, and half of them fell to the floor and broke. The phone is still ringing with no let up, and I finally got to answer it. It was your wife - she wanted to know how to use a rectal thermometer. Well, sir, I TOLD HER!"
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