A few years ago, a young man goes to see a peasant, and buys him a donkey for 100 F (I told you, it was a few years ago, we still spoke francs). And they agree that the peasant will come to donkey the next day to the young man.
The next day, the farmer arrives, but unfortunately, donkey died meanwhile.
"Oh," said the young man, "then pay me back my 100 francs.
- I can not, I already have expenses ...
- Then in that case, give me the corpse of the donkey.
- The corpse ? What are you going to do with it?
- A raffle, I think.
- But who will want to pay to win a dead donkey ???
- Ah, but I would not tell them that the donkey is dead!
A few days later, the farmer recrosses the young man. Of course, he asks him what he did with the corpse of the donkey:
- As I told you, I made a raffle. I sold 500 tickets at 2 francs, and I made a profit of 898 francs on this affair.
- And no one complained?
- Oh, just the guy who won. So, of necessity, I paid him back his 2 francs.