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mythology, n:
        The body of a primitive people's beliefs, concerning its origin,
        early history, heroes, deities and so forth, as distinguished
        from the true accounts which it invents later.
                -- Ambrose Bierce, "The Devil's Dictionary"

Naches (rhymes with Bach' us, with "Bach" pronounced like the composer)
is what every Jewish parent wants from their children, lots of good
returns, good grades, good spouse, good grandchildren.

So, now that you all understand naches, the joke:

Two Jewish women are sitting having coffee.
        "So, how's your daughter?"
        "Oh, Rachel!  She's fine, she just married a dentist!"
        "Really?  Isn't she the one that married the lawyer?"
        "Yes, that's my Rachel."
        "That's... that's nice.  But isn't she the same one that married
                the doctor?"
        "Yes, that's her!"
        "But didn't she marry a bank executive before that?"
        "Yes, yes!"
        "Ahhh.  So much naches from one child!"

Nachman's Rule:
        When it comes to foreign food, the less authentic the better.
                -- Gerald Nachman

Nadia Comaneci, simple perfection.
                -- '76 Olympics

'Naomi, sex at noon taxes.' I moan.
Never odd or even.
A man, a plan, a canal, Panama.
Madam, I'm Adam.
Sit on a potato pan, Otis.
                -- The Mad Palindromist

narcolepulacyi, n:
        The contagious action of yawning, causing everyone in sight
        to also yawn.
                -- "Sniglets", Rich Hall & Friends

Nasrudin called at a large house to collect for charity.  The servant said
"My master is out."  Nasrudin replied, "Tell your master that next time he
goes out, he should not leave his face at the window.  Someone might steal
it."

Nasrudin returned to his village from the imperial capital, and the villagers
gathered around to hear what had passed.  "At this time," said Nasrudin, "I
only want to say that the King spoke to me."  All the villagers but the
stupidest ran off to spread the wonderful news.  The remaining villager
asked, "What did the King say to you?"  "What he said -- and quite distinctly,
for everyone to hear -- was 'Get out of my way!'" The simpleton was overjoyed;
he had heard words actually spoken by the King, and seen the very man they
were spoken to.

Nasrudin walked into a shop one day, and the owner came forward to serve
him.  Nasrudin said, "First things first.  Did you see me walk into your
shop?"
        "Of course."
        "Have you ever seen me before?"
        "Never."
        "Then how do you know it was me?"

Nasrudin walked into a teahouse and declaimed, "The moon is more useful
than the sun."
        "Why?", he was asked.
        "Because at night we need the light more."