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Mulla Nasruddin was walking into town one evening when he suddenly came across a pile of cow shit on the path. He bent over slightly and looked at it carefully.
‘Looks like it’, he said to himself.
He leaned closer and sniffed. “Smells like it.”
“Tastes like it. I’m sure glad I didn’t step in it!”
Moral: Beware of analysis.
‘Looks like it’, he said to himself.
He leaned closer and sniffed. “Smells like it.”
“Tastes like it. I’m sure glad I didn’t step in it!”
Moral: Beware of analysis.
