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Nasruddin and his donkey

One day , one of Mullah Nasruddin’s friend came over and wanted to borrow his donkey for a day or two. Mullah, knowing his friend, was not kindly inclined to the request, and came up with the excuse that someone had already borrowed his donkey. Just as Mullah uttered these words, his donkey started braying in his backyard. Hearing the sound, his friend gave him an accusing look, to which Mullah replied: “I refuse to have any further dealings with you since you take a donkey’s word over mine.”

Nasruddin and the violin

Once, Mullah Nasruddin bought a violin. And he began to play.

NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE….

Same note, same string, over and over.

NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE….

After a few hours his wife was at her wits’ end. “Nasruddin!” she screamed.

NEEE..

Nasruddin put down the bow. “Yes dear?”

“Why do you play the same note? It’s driving me crazy! All the real violin players move their fingers up and down, play on different strings! Why don’t you play like they do?”

“Well dear, I know why they go up and down and try all different strings.”

“Why is that?”

“They’re looking for *this* note.” And he picked up his bow and resumed his playing.

NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE….

The unshaven man

A man was walking along the street when he passed another man with a lot of stubble on his face standing outside a shop. The first man asked:

“How often do you shave?

Twenty or thirty times a day,” answered the man with the stubble.

“What! You must be a freak!” exclaimed the first man.

“No, I’m only a barber,” replied the man with the stubble.

http://www.themodernreligion.com/humour.htm