Young Bob moved to the Mid-West 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 son, but I have some bad news, the donkey died.". Bob replied, "Well, then just give me my money back." . The farmer said, "Can't do that. I went and spent it already.". Bob said, "Ok, then, just bring me the dead donkey.".The farmer asked, "What you going to do with him?" . Bob said, "I'm going to raffle him off.". The farmer said, "You can't raffle off a dead donkey!" . Bob said, "Sure, I can. Watch me. I just won't tell anybody he's dead." A month later, the farmer met up with Bob and asked, "What happened with that dead donkey?". Bob said, "I raffled him off. I sold 500 tickets at two dollars a piece and made a profit of $998.00.". The farmer said, "Didn't anyone complain?" Bob said, "Just the guy who won. So I gave him his $2 back.".
Bob now works for Goldman Sachs.
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