A young man walked into a local pharmacy to buy a box of condoms.
The pharmacist behind the counter asked, “They come in packs of 3, 9, or 12. Which one would you like?”
“I’ll take the 12-pack,” the guy replied with a confident smirk. “I’m meeting my new girlfriend’s parents for dinner tonight, and I have a really strong feeling that things are going to get wild right afterward.”
That evening, he sat down at the formal dinner table with his girlfriend and her parents. Before the food was served, the young man eagerly offered to say grace. He bowed his head deeply and began to pray.
He prayed for five minutes… then ten minutes… then fifteen minutes, sweating profusely and absolutely refusing to look up from the table.
Confused by this sudden, intense display of devotion, his girlfriend leaned over and whispered, “Honey, I had absolutely no idea you were so deeply religious.”
Without lifting his head or breaking character, the young man whispered back in a pure panic:
“And I had absolutely no idea your father was the local pharmacist.”
