Mulla Nasruddin went for his first appointment with the psychiatrist. Once the office door was closed, the two men sat down.
“So, what brings you here, Mulla?” the psychiatrist asked.
“I have been doing shady things,” Mulla said. “Dishonorable things. My conscience is bothering me.”
“So you want me to help you strengthen your willpower, then,” said the psychiatrist.
“No, no,” said the Mulla. “I want you to help me weaken my conscience.”