The Mullah was beating a drum as hard as he could. The neighbors were fed up at the racket and asked him what he was doing. He replied, “Keeping wild tigers at bay.” A neighbor shouted, “But Mullah, there are no wild tigers within a thousand miles of here.” The Mullah smiled and replied, “It works, doesn’t it!”
Hodja was sitting by the river, enjoying a pot of halwa, when a horde of mounted archers thundered onto the other bank […]
While Nasrudin was staying in another town, a local man asked him what three times two was. “Four,” Nasrudin replied. “You are […]
Mulla Nasruddin went for his first appointment with the psychiatrist. Once the office door was closed, the two men sat down. […]
Mullah came upon a frowning man walking along the road to town. “What’s wrong?” he asked. The man held up a tattered […]
