The dead donkey

A city boy, Kenny, moved to the country and bought a donkey from an old farmer for $100.00. The farmer agreed to deliver the donkey the next day. The next day the farmer drove up and said, “Sorry son, but I have some bad news, the donkey died last night.”

Kenny replied “Well then, just give me my money back. The farmer said: “Can’t do that. I went and spent it already.” Kenny said “OK then, just unload the donkey.” The farmer asked “What are you gonna do with him?”

Kenny: “I’m going to raffle him off.” (Note: To raffle is to sell a thing by lottery – draw lots – to a group Of people each paying the same amount for a ticket)

Farmer: You can’t raffle off a dead donkey!

Kenny: Sure I can. Watch me. I just won’t tell anybody he’s dead.

A month later the farmer met up with Kenny and asked, “What happened with that dead donkey?”

Kenny: I raffled him off. I sold 500 tickets at two dollars a piece and made a profit of $998.00!!

Farmer: Didn’t anyone complain?

Kenny: Just the guy who won. So I gave him back his two dollars.


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