Unicorn (Unicorn@Indenial.com)
Wed, 24 Mar 1999 07:15:10 -0500
I'm not going to even ask what an medieval character
Mulla Nasrudin was doing in the modern subway.
However, his spirit was definitely there.
LadyHawke
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"The Rescue"
A man had fallen between the rails in a subway
station. People were all crowding around trying
to get him out before the train ran him over. They
were all shouting.
"Give me your hand!" but the man would not reach
up. Mulla Nasrudin elbowed his way through the
crowd and leaned over the man. "Friend," he asked,
"what is your profession?"
"I am an income tax inspector," gasped the man.
"In that case," said Nasrudin, "take my hand!"
The man immediately grasped the Mulla's hand and
was hauled to safety. Nasrudin turned to the amazed
by-standers and declared,
"Never ask a tax man to *give* you anything, you fools!"
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"Tax Official"
A Tax Official has come to a rural synagogue for
an inspection. The rabbi is accompanying him.
"So rabbi, tell me, please, after you have distributed
all your unleavened bread, what do you do with the
crumbs?"
"Why, we gather them carefully and send them to
the city, and then they make bread of them again
and send it to us."
"Ah. So what about candles after they are burnt?
What do you do with the ends?"
"We send them to the city as well, and they make
new candles from them and send them to us."
"And what about circumcision? What do you do
with those leftover pieces?"
The rabbi, wearily, replies, "We send them to the
city as well."
"To the city!? And what do they send to you?"
At this point rabbi smiled,
"Well... Today they have sent *you* to us."
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