One day the Nasr-Eddin was having tea at a local chaikhana, where he found himself chatting with, of all people, an astro-physicist. He invited the scholar to dinner that evening.
The Mullah prepared a delicious tagine, for which he had quite a reputation. While enjoying the meal the astro-physicist rhapsodized over the Big Bang Theory, explaining that billions of years ago a tiny, dense, extremely hot point smaller than a flea had exploded to create matter, space, time, the entire universe, and you and me…
Having enjoyed the Mullah’s hospitality, the scholar insisted the Mullah reveal his special recipe for tagine. The Mullah listed all the ingredients, and explained that you simply spread them out on top of the table, and they will arrange themselves, and do all the work.
The astro-physicist exclaimed, “What sort of story are you telling me, Mullah?”
Mullah replied, “What sort of story were you telling me!”