A city boy, Kenny, moved to the country, 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, â€œSorry son, but I have some bad news, the donkey died.â€
Kenny replied, â€œWell then, just give me my money back.â€
The farmer said, â€œCanâ€™t do that. I went and spent it already.â€
Kenny said, â€œOK then, just unload the donkey.â€
The farmer asked, â€œWhat ya gonna do with him?â€
Kenny, â€œIâ€™m going to raffle him off.â€
Farmer, â€ You canâ€™t raffle off a dead donkey!â€
Kenny, â€œSure I can. Watch me. I just wonâ€™t tell anybody he is dead.â€
A month later the farmer met up with Kenny and asked, â€œWhat happened with that dead donkey?â€
Kenny, â€œI raffled him off. I sold 500 tickets at two dollars a piece and made a profit of $898.00.â€
Farmer, â€œDidnâ€™t anyone complain?â€
Kenny, â€ Just the guy who won. So I gave him his two dollars back.â€