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Back 10 centuries ago, just before the crusade is launched, the Pope decided that all the Muslims have to leave Jerusalem peacefully or there would be bloodshed.

Naturally there is a big uproar from the Muslim community. So the Pope strikes a deal. He would have a religious debate with a member of the Muslim community. If the Muslim won the debate, all the Muslims can stay. If the Pope won, all the Muslims would have to leave.
The Muslims realize that they have no choice. They look around for a champion who can defend their faith, but no one wants to volunteer. It's too risky.
So they do finally pick their representative, an old, simple minded, deaf Mullah who unknowingly agrees without knowing what he is getting himself into.
He agrees on the condition that since he is deaf neither side be allowed to talk but communicate only by miming. The Pope agrees.

The day of the great debate comes. The Mullah and the Pope sit opposite each other for a full minute before the Pope raised his hand and shows three fingers. The mullah raises his middle finger.

The Pope waves his fingers in a circle around his head. The Mullah points to the ground and stamps his right foot.

The Pope pulls out a wafer and a glass of wine.
The Mullah pulls out an apple.
The Pope stands up and says, "I give up. This man is too good. The Muslims can stay."

An hour later, the cardinals are all around the Pope asking him what has happened.
The Pope says, "first I held up three fingers to represent the Trinity.
He responded by holding up one finger to remind me that there is still one God common to both our religions.

Then I waved my finger around me to show him that God was all around us.
He responded by pointing to the ground and stamping his feet, telling me that God was also right here with us.

I pulled out the wine and the wafer to show that God absolves us from our sins.
He pulled out an apple reminding me of the first sin.
He had an answer for everything... What could I do??

Meanwhile the Muslims community had crowded around the old Mullah in total astonishment.
"What happened?" they asked.

"Well," says the Mullah, "first he said we Muslims had three days to leave Jerusalem. I told him “up yours”.
Then he said that this whole city would be cleared of Muslims. I told him that none of us is leaving this land!" "

And then?" asked a woman,"
"He took out his lunch, and I took out mine," says the Mullah.

Mulla Nasrudin walks into a tavern and resolutely says to the bartender:
"Give me a drink before the problems begin!"

Right away the bartender pours him a drink, which Nasrudin quickly
finishes, and immediately turns to the bartender and says:
"Give me a drink before the problems begin!"

Again, the bartender quickly pours Nasrudin another drink and hands it to him.
Nasrudin then downs his drink and repeats again:
"Give me a drink before the problems begin!"

"But Mulla," says the bartender, "what about money??"
"See, I told you," says Nasrudin, "NOW the problems have begun!"

Do you think that an Arabic dial-a-joke booth (In Arabic, of course) would help alleviate the “problem” of the long waiting line at the Dome?

Nasrudin walked up to a crowd and pronounced, "The moon is more useful than the sun." "Why?" he was asked. "Because at night we need the light more."

Nasrudin and some clerics from nearby villages were skin-dipping in a river, when suddenly a group of ladies came unexpectedly around a bend.
All run for cover, covering their genitals; all except Nasrudin who put his hands on his face while running along.
When later his companions enquired about his behavior, Nasrudin replied:
"I don't know about you, but in my community it is my face which they recognize..."

A neighbor who Nasruddin didn't like very much came over to his compound one day. The neighbor asked Nasruddin if he could borrow his donkey. Nasruddin not wanting to lend his donkey to the neighbor he didn't like told him, "I would love to loan you my donkey but only yesterday my brother came from the next town to use it to carry his wheat to the mill to be grounded. The donkey, sadly, is not here."

The neighbor was disappointed. But he thanked Nasruddin and began to walk away.

Just as he got a few steps away, Mullah Nasruddin's donkey, which was in the back of his compound all the time, let out a big bray.

The neighbor turned to Nasruddin and said, "Mullah Sahib, I thought you told me that your donkey was not here!"

Mullah Nasruddin turned to the neighbor and said, "My friend, who are you going to believe? Me or the donkey?"

We now know why GW Bush could not find the infamous weapons of mass destruction(WMD):

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A follower asked Mullah Nasrudin, "What's your position regarding the Iraqi situation?"

Nasrudin replied, "Well, this is a rather personal question, but for the sake of polls, I'll answer.
My position involves quite a few acrobatics, and it tends to hurt my wife's knees, but it's worth the effort . . . . ."