It's finally raining and my yard is smiling. As I type this it is raining heavily with lightning, thunder and wind and for once I hope it stops by tomorrow morning. I just ran and looked outside wondering where all the cats are hiding and I saw puddles in the driveway. Lord, I haven't seen puddles for quite some time now and those muddy little holes looked mighty nice out there.
I wasn't going to post anything today, but I came across this little joke that I thought blogworthy of posting, and I thought you'd enjoy it. So while I pack, you read the joke and I'll see you sometime next week.
A nice, calm and respectable lady went into the pharmacy, walked right
Up to the pharmacist, looked straight into his eyes, and said, 'I would
Like to buy some cyanide.'
The pharmacist asked, 'Why in the world do you need cyanide?'
The lady replied, 'I need it to poison my husband.'
The pharmacist's eyes got big and he exclaimed, 'Lord have mercy!
I can't give you cyanide to kill your husband! That's against the law!
I'll lose my license! They'll throw both of us in jail! All kinds of bad
Things will happen. Absolutely not! You CANNOT have any cyanide!'
The lady reached into her purse and pulled out a picture of her husband
In bed with the pharmacist's wife.
The pharmacist looked at the picture and replied, 'Well now, that's
Different. You didn't tell me you had a prescription.'