(-Back to home page-) A city boy moved to the country and bought a mule from an old farmer.
The farmer agreed to deliver the mule the next day. The next day, the farmer drove up and said, "Sorry, but I have some bad news. The mule died."
"Well, then, just give me my money back." "Can't do that. I went and spent it already."
"OK, then. Just unload the mule."
"What ya gonna do with him?" "I'm going to raffle him off." "
You can't raffle off a dead mule!" "Sure I can. Watch me. I just won't tell anybody he's dead."
A month later the farmer met up with the city boy and asked, "Whatever happened with that dead mule?"
"I raffled him off. I sold a hundred tickets at two dollars apiece and made a hundred ninety-eight dollar profit.
"Didn't anyone complain?" "Just the guy who won. So I gave him his two dollars back