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Friday, 23 November 2007 |
Nasreddin, carrying a brown paper bag, goes into a coffee shop and orders a coffee. The owner of the shop smiles, gives him the coffee and then, unable to contain his curiosity, says, "So, what’s in the bag?"
Nasreddin gives a little laugh and says: "You wanna see? Sure, you can see what’s in the bag", and he reaches in and pulls out a tiny piano, no more than six inches tall.
"What’s that?" asks the owner of the shop. Nasreddin doesn’t say anything; he just reaches into the bag a second time and pulls out a tiny man, about a foot tall, and sits him down next to the piano.
"Wow," says the owner of the coffee shop, absolutely astonished. "I have never in my life seen anything like that". The little man begins to play Chopin. "Holy cow," says the owner of the shop, "where did you ever get him?"
Nasreddin sighs and says: "Well, you see, I found this magic lamp and it has a genie in it. He can grant you anything you want, but only gives one wish".
The shopowner scowls, "Oh, yeah, sure you do. Who are you trying to kid?"
"You don’t believe me?" says Nasreddin, somewhat offended. He reaches into his coat pocket and pulls out a silver lamp with an ornate curved handle. "Here it is. Here’s the lamp with the genie in it. Go ahead and rub it if you don’t believe me".
So the owner of the shop pulls the lamp over to his side of the counter and, looking at the man sceptically, rubs the lamp. And then POOF, a genie appears over the counter, bows to the bartender and says: "Sire, your wish is my command. I shall grant thee one wish and one wish only".
The owner gasps but quickly gains his composure and says, "Okay, okay, give me a million bucks!" The genie waves his wand and all of a sudden the room is filled with tens of thousands of quacking ducks. They’re all over the place, making a terrible noise: Quack, quack, quack! The owner of the coffee shops turns to Nasreddin and says: "Hey! What’s the matter with this genie? I asked for a million bucks and I get a million ducks. Is he deaf or something?"
Nasreddin looks at him and replies, "Well, do you really think that I asked for a twelve-inch pianist?"
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Thursday, 15 November 2007 |
- Mulla Nasrudin's family was upset because the girl he was planning to marry was an atheist.
"We'll not have you marrying an atheist," his mother said.
"What can I do? I love her," the young Nasrudin said.
"Well," said his mother, "if she loves you, she will do anything you ask. You should talk religion to her. If you are persistent, you can win her over."
Several weeks went by, then one morning at breakfast the young Mulla seemed absolutely brokenhearted.
"What's the matter?" his mother asked. "I thought you were making such good progress in your talks about religion to your young girlfriend."
"THAT'S THE TROUBLE," said Nasrudin. I OVER DID IT. LAST NIGHT SHE TOLD ME SHE WAS SO CONVINCED THAT SHE IS GOING TO STUDY TO BE A NUN."
- Mulla Nasrudin had just asked his newest girlfriend to marry him. But she seemed undecided.
"If I should say no to you" she said, "would you commit suicide?"
"THAT," said Nasrudin gallantly, "HAS BEEN MY USUAL PROCEDURE."
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