A nice, calm and respectable-looking lady went
into the pharmacy, walked up to the pharmacist,
looked straight into his eyes and said, "I would
like to buy some cyanide, please."

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 grew wide. He replied,
"Madam! I can't give you cyanide to kill your
husband. That's against the law. I'll lose my
licence! 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, paused
for a long moment and said, "Oh, you didn't
tell me you had a prescription.”