Musings of a Dinosaur

A Family Doctor in solo private practice; I may be going the way of the dinosaur, but I'm not dead yet.

Thursday, April 05, 2007

Cyanide Anyone?

(Sent to me by a friend who works at Evil Pharma. Many thanks, SG.)

A woman walks into a pharmacy and goes straight up to the pharmacist, looking him directly in the eye.

"I need to buy some cyanide," she says.

"Why?" asks the pharmacist.

"I want to poison my husband."

The pharmacist is aghast.

"You can't do that! I can't sell you cyanide! The police will come; you'll go to jail; I'll lose my license! I can't give you any cyanide!"

The woman reaches into her purse and pulls out a photograph of her husband in bed with the pharmacist's wife.

"Ah," says the pharmacist. "You didn't tell me you had a prescription."


At Fri Apr 06, 10:18:00 AM, Blogger MedStudentGod (MSG) said...

Funny indeed. I actually thought for a minute you were referencing some book that I'd read years ago where an old lady kills her husband with cyanide. The pharmacist labels it as "rat poinson", but knows what she's using it for.

Long story short, she kept the corpse in their bed for years. Very disturbing.

And with that wonderful thought, I leave you.

At Fri Apr 06, 10:32:00 AM, Blogger Bookhorde said...



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