“You don’t love me any more,” said Mulla Nasrudin’s wife through her tears. “When you see me crying, you never ask why.”
“I am sorry, Darling,” said Nasrudin, “but that sort of question has already cost me an awful lot of money.”
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“You don’t love me any more,” said Mulla Nasrudin’s wife through her tears. “When you see me crying, you never ask why.”
“I am sorry, Darling,” said Nasrudin, “but that sort of question has already cost me an awful lot of money.”