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problem."
"MY ONLY PROBLEM IS," said Nasrudin, "I NEED A LIGHT."
143.
Mulla Nasrudin climbed into a barber's chair and asked, "Where's the barber who used to work on the next chair?"
"Oh, that was a sad case," the barber said. "He became so nervous and despondent over poor business, that one day when a customer said he didn't want a massage, he went out of his mind and cut the customer's throat with a razor. He is now in the state mental hospital. By the way, would you like a massage, Sir?"
"ABSOLUTELY!" said Mulla Nasrudin.
144.
Mulla Nasrudin told his psychiatrist that he had the same nightmare over and over again, night after night.
"And what do you dream about?" asked the doctor.
"I dream that I am married," said the Mulla.
"And to whom are you married in this dream?" the doctor wanted to know.
"TO MY WIFE," said Nasrudin. "THAT'S WHAT MAKES IT A NIGHTMARE, SIR."
145.
Mulla Nasrudin was on his first ocean voyage and was deathly ill. Trying to comfort him, the steward said, "Don't be so down-hearted, Sir, I have never heard of anyone dying of sea-sickness."
"OH, DON'T TELL ME THAT," moaned Nasrudin. "IT HAS ONLY BEEN THE HOPE OF DYING THAT HAS KEPT ME ALIVE."
146.
Mulla Nasrudin and one of his friends were thinking one day to join the army.
"What makes you think to join the army?" asked the Mulla.
"Well, I don't have a wife and I love war," said the friend. "And why you are thinking to join it?"
"ME?" said Nasrudin. "I HAVE A WIFE AND I LOVE PEACE."
147.
Late one night a psychiatrist found himself staring into the muzzle of a large pistol. He was shocked to recognize the gunman who was holding him up.
"See here, Nasrudin," he said. "Don't you remember me? I am your benefactor. Don't you remember the time I saved you from the electric chair by proving you were crazy?"
Mulla Nasrudin laughed and laughed and laughed. "SURE I REMEMBER YOU, SIR. BUT, AIN'T ROBBING YOUR BENEFACTOR A CRAZY THING TO DO?"
148.
"Young man," said the angry father, Mulla Nasrudin, "didn't I hear the clock strike four
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