Mullah Nasrudin called on a psychiatrist and told him that he had problems and needed help. “I want to talk to you,” said the Mullah, “because my ethics have not been what they should be and my conscience is bothering me.” “I understand,” the psychiatrist said, “and you want me to help you build up a stronger will power, is that it?” “NO,” said Nasrudin, “THAT’S NOT IT. I WANT YOU TO TRY TO WEAKEN MY CONSCIENCE.”
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