Monday, May 29, 2006


A big, burly man visited the Nasruddin's home and asked to see Mullah Nasruddin, as nasruddin was well known for his charitable impulses."Mullah," he said in a broken voice, "I wish to draw your attention to the terrible plight of a poor family in this district. The father is dead, the mother is too ill to work, and the nine children are starving. They are about to be turned into the cold, empty streets unless someone pays their rent, which amounts to $400.""How terrible!" exclaimed Mullah Nasruddin. "May I ask who you are?"The sympathetic visitor applied his handkerchief to his eyes. "I'm the landlord," he sobbed.

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