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wes
28-05-2003, 02:59
i got these from a great site, www.themodernreligion.com, enjoy:

The unshaven man

A man was walking along the street when he passed another man with a lot of stubble on his face standing outside a shop. The first man asked:

"How often do you shave?

Twenty or thirty times a day," answered the man with the stubble.

"What! You must be a freak!" exclaimed the first man.

"No, I'm only a barber," replied the man with the stubble.


Nasruddin delivers a khutbah (sermon)

Once, the people of The City invited Mulla Nasruddin to deliver a khutba. When he got on the minbar (pulpit), he found the audience was not very enthusiastic, so he asked "Do you know what I am going to say?" The audience replied "NO", so he announced "I have no desire to speak to people who don't even know what I will be talking about" and he left.

The people felt embarrassed and called him back again the next day. This time when he asked the same question, the people replied "YES" So Mullah Nasruddin said, "Well, since you already know what I am going to say, I won't waste any more of your time" and he left.

Now the people were really perplexed. They decided to try one more time and once again invited the Mullah to speak the following week. Once again he asked the same question - "Do you know what I am going to say?" Now the people were prepared and so half of them answered "YES" while the other half replied "NO". So Mullah Nasruddin said "The half who know what I am going to say, tell it to the other half" and he left!


Nasruddin and his donkey

One day , one of Mullah Nasruddin's friend came over and wanted to borrow his donkey for a day or two. Mullah, knowing his friend, was not kindly inclined to the request, and came up with the excuse that someone had already borrowed his donkey. Just as Mullah uttered these words, his donkey started braying in his backyard. Hearing the sound, his friend gave him an accusing look, to which Mullah replied: "I refuse to have any further dealings with you since you take a donkey's word over mine."


Nasruddin and the violin

Once, Mullah Nasruddin bought a violin. And he began to play.

NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE....

Same note, same string, over and over.

NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE....

After a few hours his wife was at her wits' end. "Nasruddin!" she screamed.

NEEE..

Nasruddin put down the bow. "Yes dear?"

"Why do you play the same note? It's driving me crazy! All the real violin players move their fingers up and down, play on different strings! Why don't you play like they do?"

"Well dear, I know why they go up and down and try all different strings."

"Why is that?"

"They're looking for *this* note." And he picked up his bow and resumed his playing.

NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE....


The Caliph and the delusional man

A certain man claimed to be God and was brought before the Caliph, who said to him, "Last year someone here claimed to be a prophet and he was put to death!"

The man replied, "It was well that you did so, for I did not send him."

(9th century joke)


The Sultan and the false prophet

A certain man claimed to be a prophet and was brought before the Sultan, who said to him, "I bear witness that you are a stupid prophet!"

The man replied, "That is why I have only been sent to people like you."

(9th century joke)


The forgetful relater of traditions

Someone said to Ashab, "If you were to relate traditions and stop telling jokes, you would be doing a noble thing."

"By God!" answered Ashab, "I have heard traditions and related them."

"Then tell us", said the man.

"I heard from Nafai," said Ashab, "on the authority of such-and-such, that the Prophet, may God bless him, said, "There are two qualities, such that whoever has them is among God's elect."

"That is a fine tradition", said the man. "What are these two qualities?"

"Nafai forgot one and I have forgotten the other," replied Ashab.

(a 9th century joke)


Nasruddin and the conqueror

A certain conqueror said to Nasruddin:

"Mulla, all the great rulers of the past had honorific titles with the name of God in them: there was, for instance, God-Gifted, and God-Accepted, and so on. How about some such name for me?"

"God Forbid," said Nasruddin.

Nasruddin and the bedouins

"When I was in the desert," said Nasruddin one day, "I caused an entire tribe of horrible and bloodthirsty bedouins to run."

"However did you do it?"

"Easy. I just ran, and they ran after me.

wes
29-05-2003, 06:48
Also, check out Aaron Mcgruder's "Boondocks" comics, i find them pretty funny. you can find them at http://www.ucomics.com/boondocks/

wes
07-03-2004, 20:41
Going downstairs from the terrace at his house where he had just awakened from a nap, Nasrudin missed a step and fell down the stairs.

“What happened to you? asked his wife upon hearing the clatter of his fall from where she was in the kitchen.

“Nothing at all,” replied Nasrudin getting up with some difficulty, “my overcoat fell on the stairs.”

“Your coat? And what was all that racket?”

“The racket was because I was inside the coat.”

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One day, a merchant came to a small town with his caravan. The moment he passed before the temple, he got a stomach cramp so bad he couldn’t contain himself and defecated right in front of the door to the sacred building. Caught with his pants down, he was brought before Mullah Nasrudin, the town judge.

“Was it your intention to insult us?” asked Mullah.

“Absolutely. I couldn’t avoid doing what I did.”

“Fine. Which do you prefer, a beating or a fine?”

“I’d prefer the fine.”

“Perfect. You’ll have to pay the court one dinar in gold.”

“The merchant reached inside his pocket and pulled out a coin.

“I’ve got a two dinar coin. Cut it in two and keep half,” proposed the merchant.

Mullah Nasrudin took the coin, examined it, and replied:

“No, this coin should not be cut. I’m going to keep it and tomorrow you can defecate in front of the temple again.”

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One night, Mullah Nasrudin had a strange dream: an unknown wealthy man visited him and gave him nine dinars. Mullah asked him: “And why only nine? Give me another, to make it a round number.”

The man ignored him. Mullah insisted, begged, and groveled so much that he finally woke up. Seeing his empty hand, he cursed his bad character that had made him lose his unexpected gift. Next, laying himself back down to sleep, he closed his eyes, held out his hand, and excused himself: “Ok, fine, just give me the nine dinars.”

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Mullah Nasrudin’s son went to see his father and told him: “Last night I dreamed you gave me a hundred afghanis.

“Fine,” said Mullah, “since you’re a wise little boy, I’m not going to take from you those hundred afghanis I gave you in your dream. You can save them and buy yourself whatever you want with them.”

sure786
10-03-2004, 18:55
Assalamu-alaikum Br Wes:

Well-done, quite funny indeed. Had quite a good laugh!:D