The word of a donkey
Reposing peacefully under his porch, Nasreddin sipped warm sweet tea, with delight. Hassan, the neighbour, chose this moment to come and ask for a small favour.
“Please Hoça, lend me your donkey. I need to carry my wood for this winter. I’ll bring it back, healthy and well fed, after tomorrow.”
“I am so sorry," replied Hodja, "unfortunately I already lent him to my mother in law. He's away for a week to carry her water.”
As Nasreddin finished saying this, the darn beast could find nothing better to do than to bray loudly from the stable.
Hassan exclaimed: “Aaa! As I hear, Hoça, the animal is denying in his own voice what you just said.”
At this Hodja turned red with anger and yelled:
“Away with you, boor! If you take my ass's word over mine, we have no business talking to each other! Go and ask the donkey to lend me!"
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