some arsenic

A woman walks into a pharmacy and asks the pharmacist for some arsenic.

He asks “What for?”

She says “I want to kill my husband.”

He says “Sorry, I can’t do that.”

She then reaches into her purse and pulls out a photo of her husband in bed
with the pharmacist’s wife and hands it to him.

He says, “You didn’t tell me you had a prescription…”

Author: Jorah Lavin

I grew up in New England, moved to the Carolinas in '98 to start working at what was then a large regional bank and is now a really big nationwide bank. I work doing intranet content management and intranet site management for said bank. After work, I watch movies & eat. I started knitting years ago in order to take a break from my school work. I haven't stopped yet. I'm also learning to spin. I blog about knitting on A Tinker's Damn: http://jorahlavin.wordpress.com/