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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: "Medicine for rheumatism, 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, Geritol, antidotes for
Parkinson's disease?"

Pharmacist: "Absolutely."

Jacob: "You sell wheelchairs and walkers?"

Pharmacist: "All speeds and sizes."

"Wonderful," says Jacob. 

"Then we would like to use this store as our Bridal Registry."