Mulla Nasrudin limped into a doctor's
office with a badly swollen ankle.
"Goodness, Man," said the
doctor, after looking at Nasrudin's ankle, "how long has it been in this condition?"
"About three weeks," said the
Mulla.
"Why, this ankle is broken,"
said the doctor. "Why didn't you come to me right away?"
"Well, I sort of hesitated,"
said the Mulla, "BECAUSE EVERY TIME I SAY ANYTHING IS WRONG WITH ME, MY
WIFE INSISTS THAT I STOP SMOKING."
