A married woman entered a pharmacy.
She walked to the pharmacist.
She looked straight into his eyes and said, ‘I would like to buy a fast-killing poison for humans.’
Bewildered, the pharmacist asked, ‘Why, madam? What do you need the poison for?’
The lady replied, ‘I need it to kill my husband.’
‘Good Lord!’ the pharmacist screamed.
‘Can I have the poison?’ the woman asked.
‘Absolutely not! It’s against the law! I can’t give you that!’
The lady reached into her bag and pulled out a picture of her husband in bed with the pharmacist’s wife.
The pharmacist stared at the picture. ‘Why didn’t you tell me you had a prescription before?’