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right," said the doctor, "give me $5 and beat it."
"Who has $5? Not me," said the Mulla.
"Well give me whatever you have, and get out," said the doctor.
"Doctor, I have nothing," said the Mulla.
By this time the doctor was in a rage and said, "If you have no money you have some nerve to call on a specialist of my standing and my fees."
Mulla Nasrudin, too, now got mad and shouted back at the doctor: "LET ME TELL YOU, DOCTOR, WHEN MY HEALTH IS CONCERNED NOTHING IS TOO EXPENSIVE FOR ME."
153.
Mulla Nasrudin was talking in the teahouse on the lack of GOOD SAMARITAN SPIRIT in the world today. To illustrate he recited an episode: "During the lunch hour I walked with a friend toward a nearby restaurant when we saw laying on the street a helpless fellow human who had collapsed."
After a solemn pause the Mulla added, "Not only had nobody bothered to stop and help this poor fellow, BUT ON OUR WAY BACK AFTER LUNCH WE SAW HIM STILL LYING IN THE SAME SPOT."
154.
Mulla Nasrudin sitting in the street car addressed the woman standing before him: "You must excuse my not giving you my seat -- I am a member of The Sit Still Club."
"Certainly, Sir," the woman replied. "And please excuse my staring -- I belong to The Stand and Stare Club."
She proved it so well that Mulla Nasrudin at last got to his feet.
"I GUESS, MA'AM," he mumbled, "I WILL RESIGN FROM MY CLUB AND JOIN YOURS."
155.
"I am terribly worried," said Mulla Nasrudin to the psychiatrist. "My wife thinks she's a horse."
"We should be able to cure her," said the psychiatrist "But it will take a long time and quite a lot of money."
"OH, MONEY IS NO PROBLEM," said Nasrudin. "SHE HAS WON SO MANY HORSE RACES."
156.
The caravan was marching through the desert. It was hot and dry with not a drop of water anywhere.
Mulla Nasrudin fell to the ground and moaned.
"What's the matter with him?" asked the leader of the caravan.
"He is just homesick," said Nasrudin's companion.
"Homesick? We are all homesick," said the leader.
"YES," said Mulla Nasrudin's companion "BUT HE
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