Daily Joke: John worked at a pharmacy

John was a worker in a small pharmacy but he was not much of a salesman. He could never find the item the customer wanted. Bob, the owner, had had about enough and warned John that the next sale he missed would be his last.

Just then a man came in coughing and he asked John for their best cough syrup. Try as he might, John could not find the cough syrup. Remembering Bob’s warning, he sold the man a box of laxatives and told him to take it all at once. The customer did as John said and then walked outside and leaned against a post.

Bob had seen the whole thing and came over to ask John what had transpired.

“He wanted something for his cough but I couldn’t find the cough syrup. I substituted laxatives and told him to take it all at once” John explained.

“Laxatives won’t cure a cough,” Bob shouted angrily.

“Sure it will,” John said, pointing at the man leaning on the lamp post. “Look at him. He’s afraid to cough.”

Daily Joke: A driver is pulled over by an officer

A man is driving down a road, swerving every now and then, so he’s pulled over by an officer who believed him to be drunk. The officer takes out a breathalyser and asks the driver to breathe into it. The driver says he cannot, the officer asks why, and the driver tells him he has asthma.

The officer then walks back to his car and takes out a tube, he returns to the driver and asks him for a urine test. The driver then tells him he cannot because he has diabetes, and must monitor his urination, the officer understands and walks back to his car

The officer then returns with a syringe and needle and asks the driver for a blood test. Once again the driver says he cannot, saying he has haemophilia.

The officer sighs and tells the driver that they’ll do a simple line test, and asks the driver to walk down in a straight line.

The driver says he cannot, and the officer asks: “What is it this time?”

The driver replies: “I’m drunk.”

Daily Joke: A man is passing an insane asylum

A man is passing an insane asylum. As he passes the yard surrounded by a high fence, he heard many voices from within chanting: “Seven, seven, seven,” over and over again.

Curious as to why the patients could be chanting this number, he looks through a gap in the fence planks to have a look. Before he can see anything someone on the other side pokes him in the eye with a stick!

The man walks away muttering angrily while the patients start chanting: “Eight, eight, eight.”