Laughing out loud

The cure

A philosopher was passing through town, and Mulla Nasruddin stopped to sit and listen to his lecture in the town square. After the talk, Mulla walked up to the man and shook his hand. “I just wanted to thank you,” he said. “I can’t remember a more enjoyable evening.”

“Finally, someone who appreciates my work!” the philosopher beamed. “You understood my point about the futility of inquiry, then?”

“Not exactly,” said the Mulla. “But you did cure my insomnia.”

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Wives like that

Mulla Nasruddin was fishing with his friend. “I think I should get a divorce,” his friend said. “My wife hasn’t spoken to me in three months.”

“I’d think twice if I were you,” said the Mulla. “Wives like that are hard to find.”

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Laughing out loud

The cure A philosopher was passing through town, and Mulla Nasruddin stopped to sit and listen to his lecture in the town square. After the talk, Mulla walked up to the man and shook his hand. I just wanted to thank you, he said. I cant remember a more enjoyable evening. Finally, someone who appreciates my work! the philosopher beamed. You understood my point about the futility of inquiry, then? Not exactly, said the Mulla. But you did cure my insomnia. * * * * * * * * * * * * * Wives like that Mulla Nasruddin was fishing with his friend. I think I should get a divorce, his friend said. My wife hasnt spoken to me in three months. Id think twice if I were you, said the Mulla. Wives like that are hard to find. Compiled from the internet