Nasruddin is passing by cemetery. His clothes are dusty; Nasruddin takes them off to shake out the dust. Wind blows them, and it scares horses. Riders yell at Nasruddin, "Are you a ghost?" Nasruddin: I had to pee; I came from other world so as not to dirty it. I'll go back when I'm done.
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Saturday, January 20, 2001
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