One was called David, the other Michael.

They were dying of hunger and thirst, when they suddenly and unexpectedly came upon an oasis, with what looked like an emirate with a mosque in the middle.

David said to Michael, "look, lets pretend we're Muslims, otherwise we won't get any food or drink. I'm going to call myself Mohammed."

Michael refused to change his name, he said: "My name is Michael and i won't pretend to be someone else."

The Imam of the mosque received both well and asked them their names. David said "My name is Mohammed" and Michael replied, "My name is Michael".

The Imam turned to the helpers of the mosque and said "Please bring some food and water for Michael Only." and then he turned to David, continuing "Salaam brother, Ramadan Mubarak..."

If this story doesn't make you laugh so hard, let me know and I'll pray for you.

This is a story about a couple who had been happily married for years. The only friction in their marriage was the husband's habit of farting loudly every morning when he awoke. The noise would wake his wife and the smell would make her eyes water and make her gasp for air. Every morning she would plead with him to stop ripping them off because it was making her sick.

He told her he couldn't stop it and that it was perfectly natural.

She told him to see a doctor; she was concerned that one day he would blow his guts out.

The years went by and he continued to rip them out!