A Prescription for Murder

A woman walked into a drugstore and told the pharmacist she wanted to buy
some arsenic.
“And, What do you want it for?” asked the Pharmacist.
“I want to kill my husband.” she answered.
“Whoa,” he answered. “I can’t sell you arsenic if that’s what you want to do.”
Just then the lady pulled a picture out of her purse, and showed it to the druggist.
It showed her husband in a compromising position with the pharmacist’s wife.
“Hmmm,” said the pharmacist, “You didn’t tell me you had a prescription for the arsenic.”

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