Vedant Sharmaa

Mulla Nasrudin was engaged in a most affectionate embrace with his secretary when there came the sound of a key in the font door.
The Mulla broke away at once, eyes wide with alarm.
"Heavens," he cried, "it's my wife! Quick, jump out the window."
The young woman, equally alarmed, made a quick step towards the window, then demurred. "I can't," she said, "we're on the thirteenth floor."
"For heaven's sake," cried Mulla Nasrudin in exasperation, "is this a time to be superstitious, baby?"