Mulla woke up from a nap under a tree to find his donkey had been stolen. He shrugged, picked up his saddlebags, and kept walking. Further down the road, he found a stray donkey with no owner. He claimed it, loaded his bags onto it, and muttered, "When God closes a door, he opens a window." A few days later, the real owner tracked him down. "That's my donkey!" Mulla refused to give it up. "No, it's mine." The owner asked, "Was your donkey male or female?" "Male," Mulla said. "Well, this donkey is female." Mulla didn't miss a beat. "Yeah, well, my donkey was a coward who lacked manhood anyway."