THE LIAR
Once upon a time there lived a king. This king announced through his country:
"The one who tells such a lie that I say "It's a lie" will get the half of my realm."
A shepherd came and said:
"Long live the king! My father had such a bludgeon that he could reach to the sky and mix the stars with it". "Maybe", answered the king,
"My grandfather had such a chiboukh that when he put the one end into his mouth, the other one lighted with the sun". The shepherd scratched his head and went away. A tailor came and said:

"Forgive me, my king! I am a little late, I was to come yesterday. But it was raining hard yesterday, the lightning broke out and the sky burst, so I went to mend it".
"Good job!" said the king, "but you didn't mend it properly. It was raining again this morning". The tailor also went away.

A poor peasant came in with a sack under his arm.

"What do you want?", asked the king.
"You owe me a sack of gold, so I've come to take it home."

"What?", exclaimed the king,

"I don't owe you a sack of gold, it's a lie!"
"If it is a lie, then give me the half of your realm."
"No, no! you are right." The king changed his mind.
"If I am right, then give me a sack of gold."

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