Crossed Infidelity

In a small Brazilian countryside town, a well-groomed lady addressed a druggist at the drugstore counter:

"I want to buy some arsenic, please", she said with a firm voice.

"My lady, that's a poison. I can't possibly sell it over the counter like that. What is it intended for?" asked the druggist with astonishment.

"To kill my husband!"

"For that purpose ? No way! I can’ t... by no means I..."

Then the fine lady opened her hand bag and took out a photo of her husband in bed with the drugggist's wife..."

Oh, well, all right", a prescription is a horse of another color", said the druggist. "