Jake, 92, and Sylvia, 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. Jake suggests they go in. Jake addresses the man behind the counter: “Are you the owner?” The pharmacist answers “Yes”. Jake: “We’re about to get married. Do you sell heart medication?” Pharmacist: “Of course we do.” Jake: “How about medicine for circulation?” Pharmacist: “All kinds.” Jake: “Medicine for rheumatism, scoliosis? ” Pharmacist: “Definitely.” Jake: “How about Viagra?” Pharmacist: “Of course.” Jake: “Medicine for memory problems, arthritis, jaundice?” Pharmacist: “Yes, a large variety. The works.” Jake: “What about vitamins, sleeping pills, Geritol, antidotes for Parkinson’s disease?” Pharmacist: “Absolutely.” Jake: “You sell wheelchairs and walkers?” Pharmacist: “All speeds and sizes.” Finally satisfied, Jake says to the pharmacist: “OK, we’d like to use this store as our Bridal Registry.”