A man who fancied himself an intellectual astronomer looked down his nose at Mulla and said, "Aren't you embarrassed to be the town fool? Look at me—I'm a scientist. Every night, my mind travels the cosmos and I soar through the heavens." Mulla asked, "On these cosmic travels, did you ever feel something soft brush against your face?" The astronomer, trying to sound mystical, said, "Actually, yes, I did." Mulla laughed. "That makes sense. It was my donkey's tail."