The Mythical Origins of Publish America

A city boy, moved to the country and bought a donkey from an old
farmer for $100. The farmer agreed to deliver the donkey the next day.
The next day the farmer drove up and said: "Sorry son, but I have some
bad news. The donkey died."
City Boy replied, "Well then, just give me my money back."
The Farmer said, "Can't do that. I went and spent it already."
City Boy said, "OK, then just unload the donkey."
The farmer asked, "What ya gonna do with him?"
City Boy: "I'm going to raffle him off."
Farmer: "You can't raffle off a dead donkey!"
City Boy : "Sure I can. Watch me. I just won't tell anybody he is dead."
A month later the farmer met up with Kenny and asked, "What happened
with that dead donkey?"
City Boy : "I raffled him off. I sold 500 tickets at $2 a piece and made a
profit of $998.00."
Farmer: "Didn't anyone complain?"
City Boy : "Just the guy who won. So I gave him his $2 back."
City Boy grew up and eventually became the chairman of Publish America.

Not my original work, but my original application.

Regards,
Scott