Old Bluey moved to Dubbo and bought a donkey from a farmer for $100.00. The farmer agreed to deliver the donkey the next day. The next day he drove up and said, ‘Sorry mate, but I have some bad news, the donkey died.’
Bluey replied, ‘Well,then just give me my money back.’
The farmer said, ‘Can’t do that. I went and spent it already.’
Bluey said, ‘Ok, then, just bring me the dead donkey.’
The farmer asked, ‘What are ya gonna do with him?
Bluey said, ‘I’m going to raffle him off.’
The farmer said, ‘You can’t raffle off a dead donkey!’
Bluey said, ‘Sure I can. Watch me.. I just won’t tell anybody he’s dead.’
A month later, the farmer met up with Bluey and asked, ‘What happened with that dead donkey?’
Bluey said, ‘I raffled him off. I sold 500 tickets at two dollars a piece and made a profit of $898.00.’
The farmer said, ‘Didn’t anyone complain?’
Bluey said, ‘Just the guy who won. So I gave him his two dollars back.’
Bluey now works for the Government.
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