Dead Donkey
A Cajun named Jean Paul moved to Texas 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, but I got some bad news. The donkey died.
Well then, just give me my money back.
Cant do that. I went and spent it already.
OK then, just unload the donkey.
What ya gonna do with em.
Im gonna raffle him off.
Ya cant raffle off a dead donkey!
Sure I can. Watch me. I just wont tell anyone hes dead.
A month later the farmer met up with the Cajun and asked, What happened with the dead donkey?
I raffled him off. I sold 500 tickets at $2.00 apiece and made a profit of $898.00.
Didnt no one complain?
Just the guy who won. So I gave him his $2.00 back.
A Cajun named Jean Paul moved to Texas 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, but I got some bad news. The donkey died.
Well then, just give me my money back.
Cant do that. I went and spent it already.
OK then, just unload the donkey.
What ya gonna do with em.
Im gonna raffle him off.
Ya cant raffle off a dead donkey!
Sure I can. Watch me. I just wont tell anyone hes dead.
A month later the farmer met up with the Cajun and asked, What happened with the dead donkey?
I raffled him off. I sold 500 tickets at $2.00 apiece and made a profit of $898.00.
Didnt no one complain?
Just the guy who won. So I gave him his $2.00 back.