Fangman
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Arsenic
A woman walks into a pharmacy, strolls over to the counter,
and catches the pharmacist's attention. "Can I please get
some arsenic?" she asks. "Arsenic? What do you want
arsenic for?" asks the pharmacist. "It's for my husband,"
she replies. "Your husband?" exclaims the pharmacist, "I
hope you don't mean what I think you mean!" She just nods.
"Well, lady," he replies, "I'm an honest man. I can't sell you
arsenic, I wouldn't if I could, and I don't know what made you
think you could just stroll into a respectable store and expect
me to sell you arsenic!" She doesn't say a word. She just
reaches into her purse, fishes out a photograph, and hands it
to the pharmacist. It is a picture of her husband, in bed with
the pharmacist's wife. The pharmacist slowly looks up over
the counter, and then straight at her. "Lady," he says, "why
didn't you tell me you had a prescription?"
A woman walks into a pharmacy, strolls over to the counter,
and catches the pharmacist's attention. "Can I please get
some arsenic?" she asks. "Arsenic? What do you want
arsenic for?" asks the pharmacist. "It's for my husband,"
she replies. "Your husband?" exclaims the pharmacist, "I
hope you don't mean what I think you mean!" She just nods.
"Well, lady," he replies, "I'm an honest man. I can't sell you
arsenic, I wouldn't if I could, and I don't know what made you
think you could just stroll into a respectable store and expect
me to sell you arsenic!" She doesn't say a word. She just
reaches into her purse, fishes out a photograph, and hands it
to the pharmacist. It is a picture of her husband, in bed with
the pharmacist's wife. The pharmacist slowly looks up over
the counter, and then straight at her. "Lady," he says, "why
didn't you tell me you had a prescription?"