As Nasruddin was on his way home one evening, a man ran right into him and knocked him down.
"I am... I am so sorry," the man said as he helped Nasruddin get back up. From his slurred speech Nasruddin could tell the man was drunk.
"It's not even dark yet!" Nasruddin yelled. "How is it possible that you did not see me?"
"Oh, I saw you," said the drunken man. "In fact, I saw two of you."
"Then why did you run into me like that?"
"Well," replied the drunken man, "I was trying to go between you."
Inspired by: Classic Tales of Mulla Nasreddin retold by Houman Farzad, and translated by Diane Wilcox
Notes: This story is on p. 12 of the book.
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