The Pharmacist

Oh, John says Julie, please come by to meet my parents, don't be shy. A dinner has been planned, hooray and late at night we two can play. What do you mean, my feathered dove is it your promise to make love? Oh yes, she says, when they retire we'll set my waterbed on fire. He smiles and pictures for himself the nighttime show with his sweet elf. That afternoon, he stops to buy some condoms from the serious guy behind the counter of the store where for your money you get more. The pharmacist can see at once that boy has never shot his guns. So he explains and takes the time to prime him for the weekend crime. One takes this rubber, then one strips he preaches, gives him many tips. Be sweet and charming to the girl and, by all means, give it a whirl! The boy shows at the stately home his car a vision of sheer chrome. As dinner has been called they go into the dining room below. Once introduced the boy sits down head bowed and on his face a frown. He offers quickly to say grace and further lowers his young face. Now fifteen minutes, which it took is much too long in my own book. He failed to give a single sign, ignored the maid who served the wine. At last his girl approached his ear and whispered, please my precious, dear I did not realise you were God-fearing, yet did it occur that everyone is starved and must eat this good food until they bust? He answered, whispering as well, I wish I had been called to Hell. We haven't even hugged and kissed. Your Dad, he is a pharmacist!