The pharmacist

One day a young man strolled into a pharmacy and stood for a long time in the condom aisle, looking confused. The pharmacist came over to assist the young man, and asked what it was he was looking for.

"I need to buy some condoms," the young man said. The pharmacist asked how many he was looking for, and pointed out that they sold them in packages of one, two, six, and twelve.

"Well," the young man said, "here's the thing. Tonight I'm going with my girlfriend to meet her parents and have dinner with them, and afterward my girlfriend and I are going out. And I think tonight's the night she's going to get lucky, if you know what I mean. And I figure, once she's had me once, she'll want me a thousand times, so you'd better give me the biggest package you've got." The pharmacist handed the man his purchase and the young man went on his way.

That evening, the young man said down to dinner with his girlfriend and her parents. Everyone bowed their heads to say Grace before the meal began, and then everyone began to eat, except the young man, who remained with his head bowed, and appeared to be praying. The young man's girlfriend leaned over and whispered to him, "You never told me you were so religious."

The young man whispered back, "You never told me your father was a pharmacist."