| It was their first quarrel. Mulla Nasruddin was coming off worst until he brought his bride's family into the argument. "Your father is an old drunkard," he stated with venom. "Your mother is a nagger, and your brother is an idle layabout." "Can't you say one decent thing about my family?" she asked, sarcastically. "YES, JUST ONE," replied Nasruddin. "THEY WERE ALL OPPOSED TO OUR MARRIAGE." |
| Mulla Nasruddin decided to settle down and narrowed his choice between a beautiful but dumb doll and an opera singer. He finally chose brains and culture and married the singer. They spent their wedding night at a swanky hotel. When Nasruddin opened his eyes the next morning and the dawn's early light began to shine upon his bride, he looked at her and shuddered and cried out: "SING FOR GOD'S SAKE SING." |
| "Funny you have not been to see me before!" the doctor barked at Mulla Nasruddin. "Have you consulted any other doctor about your condition?" "No, Sir," stammered the Mulla. "Only the chemist." "Good Heavens, man," snorted the doctor, "Have no sense? This just shows how stupid people can be! The chemist is not medically qualified - you had right to consult him! And what nonsense did he tell you?" "HE TOLD ME TO COME AND SEE YOU," said Nasruddin. |
| Mulla Nasruddin and his wife went to Israel for their holidays, and visited a night club in Tel Aviv. A comedian was on the bill who did his whole act in Hebrew. Nasruddin's wife sat through the comic's act in silence, but Nasruddin roared with laughter at the end of each joke. "I didn't know you understood Hebrew," she said to the Mulla when the comedian had concluded his act. "I don't," replied Nasrudin. "Well, how come you laughed so much at his jokes?" "AH, said Nasruddin, "I TRUSTED HIM." |