Pre-Scripted
A man was getting married to a doctor's daughter.
At the wedding reception, the father of the bride stood to read his toast,
which he had scribbled on a piece of scrap paper.
Several times during his speech, he halted, overcome with
what I assumed was a moment of deep emotion.
But after a particularly long pause, he explained,
"I'm sorry. I can't seem to make out what I've written down."
Looking out into the audience, he asked,
"Is there a pharmacist in the house?"