Bob (92) and Mary (89) had made a big decision—they were getting married!

Bob (92) and Mary (89) had made a big decision—they were getting married! 💕
One afternoon, as they strolled through town talking about the wedding, they passed by a pharmacy. Bob turned to Mary and said, “Let’s step inside for a moment.”

He walked up to the pharmacist and said, “Good afternoon!

We’re planning to get married and had a few questions.”

“Of course,” said the pharmacist. “Do you carry heart medication?”

“Absolutely.”

“Medicine for arthritis?”

“Plenty.”

“What about something for memory problems?”

“Yes, we do.”

“Vitamins? Sleeping aids?

Antacids?”
“All in stock.”

“Do you sell walkers, canes, and wheelchairs?”

“All sizes and styles!”

Bob smiled, turned to Mary, and said:

“Perfect. We’d like to register for our wedding gifts here.” 😂

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