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Do you know what this makes you? Do you realize that you are a deserter?"
"YOUR HONOUR," said the Mulla, "If YOU KNEW THAT LADY AS I KNOW HER YOU WOULD NOT CALL ME A DESERTER. I AM, IF ANY THING, A REFUGEE."
70.
Mulla Nasrudin, who had been presented with a flask of rare old whiskey was walking briskly along the road toward home, when along came a car which he did not sidestep quite in time. He got up and was limping down the road, when he noticed that something warm and wet was trickling down his leg.
"Oh, LORD," he exclaimed, "I HOPE THAT'S BLOOD!"
71.
My wife has disappeared from home," said Mulla
Nasrudin to his teahouse friend.
"Have you given her description to the police," asked one of them.
"NO.... THEY'D NEVER BELIEVE ME," said Nasrudin very sadly.
72.
Mulla Nasrudin applied for the job of night security guard at the factory.
The boss looked him over carefully.
"The sort of person we need for this job, ' said the boss finally, "is tough fearless, aggressive, suspicious, distrustful, always on the lookout for trouble and constantly ready to flare into violence. Quite frankly, you don't seem to fit the bill.
"Oh. that is all right," explained Nasrudin. "I HAVE ONLY COME TO APPLY FOR THE JOB ON BEHALF OF MY WIFE."
73.
"Funny you have not been to see me before!" the doctor barked at Mulla Nasrudin. "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 Nasrudin.
74.
Mulla Nasrudin visited the doctor to complain of insomnia.
"Don't you sleep at all in the night?" asked the doctor.
"Oh, I sleep like a top at night," admitted the Mulla, "and I sleep fairly soundly during the mornings. BUT I OFTEN HAVE DIFFICULTY DROPPING OFF IN THE AFTERNOONS."
75.
Doctor: "Was that slimming diet I recommended
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