One night Nasrudin was sitting on the street outside his house. He suddenly saw a burglar entering his house from a side window. The burglar did not see Nasrudin in the dark. The Mulla was scared to go and fight the thief. He watched as the thief loaded almost all his possessions onto a donkey and set off. Nasrudin ran into his house and began unload the donkey. Nasrudin went into the man’s house quietly and pretended to go to sleep under his blanket.
Soon the thief came in and asked, "What do you think you are doing in my house?"
"Your house?" asked Nasrudin. "I thought you were shifting houses for me!"
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