Do I have a choice, sir ?

Mulla Nasrudin had been calling on his girlfriend over a year. One evening the girl’s father stopped him as he was leaving and asked, “Look here, young man, you have been seeing my daughter for a year now, and I would like to know whether your intentions are honourable or dishonourable?”

Nasrudin’s face lit up. “Do you mean to say , sir ,” he said, “that I have a choice ? ?”

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