cyanide. The pharmacist said, “Why in the world do you need cyanide?" The
lady then explained that 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 licence."
Then the lady reached into her purse, 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."
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