A Replacement

When you face things alone You may have lost your donkey, Mulla Nasrudin, but you don't have to grieve over it more than you did about the loss of your first wife.

Ah, but if you remember, when i lost my wife, all you villagers said: We'll find you someone else. So far, nobody has offered to replace my donkey."

Who Are You Going To Believe?

A neighbor who Mulla Nasrudin didn't like very much came over to his compound one day. The neighbor asked Nasruddin if he could borrow his donkey. Nasrudin not wanting to lend his donkey to the neighbor he didn't like told him, "I would love to loan you my donkey but only yesterday my brother came from the next town to use it to carry his wheat to the mill to be grounded. The donkey sadly is not here.

" The neighbor was disappointed. But he thanked Nasrudin and began to walk away. Just as he got a few steps away, Mulla Nasruddin's donkey, which was in the back of his compound all the time, let out a big bray.

The neighbor turned to Nasruddin and said, "Mulla, I thought you told me that your donkey was not here. Mulla Nasrudin turned to the neighbor and said, "My friend, who are you going to believe? Me or the donkey?