A lady went to the pharmacy and walked up to the pharmacist, looked him straight in the eyes and said, "I need to buy a bottle of cyanide."
The pharmacist the asked, "Why on earth do you need to buy cyanide?"
The woman said, "Because I'm going to kill my husband."
The pharmacist then said, "Absolutely not, I can't sell you cyanide knowing that you're wanting it to kill your husband. That would make me an accessory to a murder."
The woman reached into her purse and pulled out a picture of her husband in bed with the pharmacist's wife and showed it to him.
The pharmacist said, "Well that's a little different. You didn't tell me you had a prescription."
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