Mulla Nasrudin had been calling on his girlfriend for over a year.
One evening the girl's father stopped him as he was leaving and asked, "Look here, young man, you have been seeing my daughter for a year now, and I would like to know whether your intentions are honorable or dishonorable?"
Nasrudin's face lit up. "Do you mean to say, Sir," he said, "That I have a choice?"
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