December 7, 2005

• Geriatric Humor

  

  
  

  Jacob, age 92, and Rebecca, age 89, are all excited about their decision to get married. They go for a stroll to discuss the wedding and on the way they pass a drugstore. Jacob suggests they go in.
  

  Jacob addresses the man behind the counter: “Are you the owner?”
  The pharmacist answers “Yes”.
  

  Jacob: “We’re about to get married. Do you sell heart medication?”
  Pharmacist: “Of course we do.”
  

  Jacob: “How about medicine for circulation?”
  Pharmacist: “All kinds.”
  

  Jacob: “What about medicine for rheumatism and scoliosis?
  Pharmacist: “Definitely.”
  

  Jacob: “How about Viagra?”
  Pharmacist: “Of course.”
  

  Jacob: “Medicine for memory problems, arthritis, jaundice?”
  Pharmacist: “Yes, a large variety. The works.”
  

  Jacob: “What about vitamins, sleeping pills, antidotes for Parkinson’s disease?”
  Pharmacist: “Absolutely.”
  

  Jacob: “You sell wheelchairs and walkers?”
  Pharmacist: “All speeds and sizes.”
  

  Jacob says to the pharmacist: “We’d like to use this store as our “Bridal Registry”.
  

  -J

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