The barber asked Mulla Nasrudin, “How did you lose your hair, Mulla?” “Worry,” said Nasrudin. “What did you worry about?” asked the barber. “ABOUT LOSING MY HAIR,” said Nasrudin.

A preacher came to address some small children. Before beginning he put a question to them: “If you were asked to address a gathering of such intelligent boys and girls who expect a good lecture from you, and if you … Continue reading →

The preacher was chatting with Mulla Nasrudin on the street one day. “I felt so sorry for your wife in the mosque last Friday,” he said, ”when she had that terrible spell of coughing and everyone turned to look at … Continue reading →

Mulla Nasrudin and his wife went to visit a church that had over the portal the inscription: “This is the house of God – This is the gate of Heaven.” Nasrudin glanced at these words, tried the door and found … Continue reading →

Mulla Nasrudin, hard of hearing, went to the doctor. “Do you smoke?” “Yes.” “Much?” “Sure, all the time.” “Drink?” “Yes, just about anything at all. Any time, too.” “What about late hours? And girls, do you chase them?” “Sure thing; … Continue reading →

Mulla Nasrudin complained to the doctor about the size of his bill. “But, Mulla,” said the doctor, “You must remember that I made eleven visits to your home for you.” “YES,” said Nasrudin, “BUT YOU SEEM TO BE FORGETTING THAT … Continue reading →

One day, as Nasrudin and some other locals chatted at the town square, a bragging contest soon developed among the group. One by one they spoke of amazing feats they accomplished, each tale seeming more outlandish than the last. Finally, … Continue reading →

Nasrudin and some others were in the town square one day, and the topic of conversation turned to how they changed since they were younger. Some of them talked about how they were wiser, and some talked about how they … Continue reading →

Nasrudin was hanging a painting in his room. As he hammered the nail, he accidentally hit too hard and made a big hole on his wall. He looked through it and saw goats on the other side, but did not … Continue reading →

Nasrudin was digging outside, and his neighbor asked him, “What are you working on?” “Well,” Nasrudin replied, “There’s a lot of excess dirt on the road, so I’m digging a hole to bury it in.” “But what are you going … Continue reading →