Mulla Nasrudin was drinking too much. So much that it began to worry his friends. Finally, they figured out a plan to cure him. The plan was for one of them to dress up like a devil, with horns and a pitchfork. They planned to scare the Mulla into giving up drink. Late one night, as Nasrudin headed home drunk, his friend jumped from behind a tree and shouted, “You will have to stop drinking!” “Who are you?” asked the Mulla. “I am the devil,” said his friend.
“Oh, you are the devil,” said Nasrudin. “I am glad to meet you. I am the guy who married your sister.”