A man walks into a pharmacy and asks for some cyanide. The pharmacist trying to stay professional, asked what he wanted it for. "I want to kill my wife, " came the frank reply. "I'm sorry sir, " said the pharmacist, " but under the circumstances I can't sell you any cyanide." The man then camly reached in to his jacket pocket and produced a photo of his wife and handed it to the pharmacist. The pharmacist almost choked upon seeing the photo, then stammered, "I'm sorry sir I didn't realise that you had a precription.

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