The pharmacist walks into the store to find a guy leaning against the wall in obvious discomfort. He asks the clerk,
“What’s with that guy over there by the wall?”
The clerk replied, “Well he came in here this morning to get something for his cough. I couldn’t find any cough syrup, so I gave him a bottle of laxative.”
The pharmacist yelled, “You can’t treat a cough with a laxative.”
The clerk responds, “Of course you can! Look at him. He’s afraid to cough.”
Chuck, I am grinning, spluttering and coughing away at this one!
Best to keep my current distance from Chuck and you for encouraging him.
ME. Encourage? You guys certainly don’t need any encouragement. 😆
Another one I have to steal 🙂
Steal away, but don’t blame me for the stink! 😉
I wish my imagination wasn’t so vivid! 🙂
Blame you father and his brothers!
It is usually their fault (and now Al’s too)
Yep! It is handy having Al around to blame for everything! 😉
Especially since your brothers refuse to blog!
Speaking of family, Have you met Lily Yet?
You’ve been hanging out with Tilly Bud again, haven’t you?
No Al, you got it wrong. Tilly is the one doin the stealing, she needs the laxative! 😉
That’s hysterical! Thanks!
The minute I saw it, I knew I had to share!
😆 Gotta watch those clerks!
Alice, you need to be wide awake and read the labels!