Cajun and the dead donkey
Have you heard the story about the lottery held by Boudreaux from the Louisiana bayou?"
NO: Well you are about to hear it!!
"Boudreaux left the bayou and moved to Horatio, Arkansas; where
he bought himself a donkey from a sly old farmer for $100.
The farmer agreed to deliver the donkey the next day.
The next day, the farmer drove up and said, "I'm sorry;
but I have some bad news. . . the donkey died last night."
"Well, den" said Boudreaux; "Just give me my money
back, yeah."
"I can't do that sir, I went and spent it already:"
"OK, den' jus" unload dat donkey," says Boudreaux.
"What are you gonna-do with him?" asked the farmer.
I'm gon-to raffle (lottery) him off."
"You can't raffle a dead donkey, you dumb Cajun."
"Well dats where you wrong! You wait an' you learn
how smart we Cajuns are"
A month later, the farmer ran into the Cajun and asked,
"Boudreaux, what happened with that dead donkey?"
"I raffled dat donkey off. I sold 500 tickets at two dolla'
apiece and made 998 dolla's."
"Didn't anyone complain?" said the farmer.
Just dat guy who won. So I give him his two dolla' back.
