From: Brandon Devlin
Subject: JotD (Joke of the Day)
Date: Sagittarius 40, 0031 20:15
To: Tyler Cody
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Ty,
Mornin’, old man. Well, another day, another 78 cents after taxes, right? How’s it feel to be fifty? The big 5-0! Yeah, I know I’m only a couple of years away from it myself. You know what they say, “When you stop getting older, they bury you.” So this sure beats the alternative.
If it’s way too early in the morning for a good joke, then put this away until later. OK, you had your morning coffee? Good. Here goes. A lady walked into a drugstore and asked a clerk if she could speak to the pharmacist, in private. The clerk fetched the man and he came out from behind the counter to greet the lady. Recognizing her as his next-door neighbor, the pharmacist said, “Hi, Ms. Clark. What can I help you with?” “I want to buy some arsenic,” she stated.
Wide-eyed, he glanced around to see if anyone else overheard what she had said. “Why on Earth would you want arsenic?” he queried in a whisper. Very calmly she replied, “I want to kill my husband.”
Well now, the pharmacist was really taken aback by her statement and matter-of-fact attitude. He stammered, “I… I can’t sell you arsenic! It’s against the law! I… I’d lose my license! We’d both go to jail…” Well, before he could say another word she pulled a photo from her purse and handed it to him. It was a picture of her husband in bed with the pharmacist’s wife. He studied it for a moment and then said, “Well, this is different. You didn’t tell me you had a prescription.” (That’s the punch line where you should start laughing.) Bah DUM bum.
-Brandon
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