It's just one prescription" *behind the counter the pharmacist is sinking in quicksand and screaming*
I don't care but would you please stop screaming, turning the lights on and off.
She's afraid of heights.
Swim down and knock on the hatch. (In Sweden we have a running tradition of telling jokes about stupid norwegians. They do the same about swedes)
Knock on the door.
Quatro sinko.
Thank you, Mr. and Mrs. Ball!
He fainted after the punch line.
You're not a bartender! You're just a pharmacist.
Now it would be for the prescriptions.
Counter-Feminist: Globally Offended
Tuesday.
