>A lady walks into a drug store and tells the pharmacist she needs some
>cyanide. The pharmacist said, "Why in the world do you need cyanide?" The
>lady then explained 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! I'll lose my license, they'll
>throw both of us in jail and all kinds of bad things will happen!
>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."