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Once upon a time, there was a pharmacist named Sara. She was always humming Janis Joplin songs as she happily filled prescriptions for young women hoping to protect themselves from unwanted pregnancies. She thought that they were very responsible, especially considering how dangerous the world can be for young women these days.
One day a man came in and asked Sara to fill his prescription for Viagra.
"I'm sorry, sir. That's against my principles," Sara said firmly.
"But it's Viagra! It's not like I'm using it to kill a baby!" the man fumed.
"On the contrary," Sara replied, "You may use it to rape a woman and cause her to get pregnant. I just couldn't sleep at night knowing that I gave you that pill that allowed you to destroy a life."
The man seethed for a few more moments and demanded to speak with Sara's manager. Sara's manager calmly told the man that Sara had a right to her ethical beliefs, and that Hippocrates or no Hippocrates, he wasn't getting no hardon from their pharmacy tonight.
And that night, Harold the Rapist cried like a baby as he sat outside the window of the woman he'd been stalking, attempting to jack off on her azaela bushes as she and her boyfriend pointed and laughed from inside.
Happy Back Up Your Birth Control Day!
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