A Little Explanation
A nice-looking young woman walks into the drugstore and asks the pharmacist for some arsenic.
He asks, “Ma’am, what do you want with arsenic?”
Soft-spoken, the young woman replies, “To kill my husband.”
Slightly shocked, the pharmacist says, “I can’t sell you arsenic to kill a person!”
The young woman removes a photo from her handbag and lays it down on the counter.
It shows a man and a woman in a compromising position.
The man is her husband and the woman is the pharmacist’s wife.
He takes the photo, looks at it closely and nods. “Ah yes, I didn’t realize you had a prescription!”
