Feeling the cold

Nasrudin was walking down Oxford Street during the post Christmas sales on a particularly chilly, blustery, winter morning when he encountered a rich friend of his. “That is remarkable,” exclaimed the friend. “Here I am wrapped up in my finest, tailored coats and still this blasted weather chills me to the bone. You, Nasrudin, are dressed only in rags, yet you do not seem to notice this freezing wind. Why is that?” The mullah replied, “A man who is wearing all the clothes he owns cannot afford to feel cold.”

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