Mulla and his wife were eating dinner. His wife took a spoonful of piping hot soup, burned her mouth, and her eyes welled up with tears. Mulla asked why she was crying. She sniffled and said, "I just remembered that my late mother used to love this soup. The memory made me emotional." Mulla nodded and took a spoonful himself. He burned his mouth, and his eyes started watering too. His wife asked, "Why are you crying?" Mulla wheezed, "I just remembered your late mother too, and I'm crying because she left a nasty daughter like you behind to be the bane of my existence!"