The Late Wedding…

Jacob, age 92, and Rebecca, age 89, are living in Florida and have decided to get married. Jacob suggests that the two of them take a stroll to the local pharmacy. When they arrive, Jacob strikes up a conversation with the man behind the counter.

Jacob: “We’re about to get married, and we might need a few things. Tell me, do you sell heart medication?”

Pharmacist: “Yes, sir. Several different brands and strengths.”

Jacob: “How about medicine for circulation?”

Pharmacist: “All kinds.”

Jacob: “Medicine for rheumatism and back pain?”

Pharmacist: “Definitely.”

Jacob: “How about… um… Viagra?”

Pharmacist: “Of course.”

Jacob: “Medicine for memory problems, arthritis, glaucoma?”

Pharmacist: “Yes, a large variety. The works.”

Jacob: “What about Geritol, sleeping pills, prostate medication?”

Pharmacist: “Absolutely.”

Jacob: “You sell wheelchairs and walkers?”

Pharmacist: “We’ve got a variety of sizes in stock, and we can order electric models from our catalog. So, is there anything I can help you with today?”

Jacob confers with Rebecca for a moment before responding: “Yes there is. We’d like to set up our bridal registry here.”