Rags ruined because of horse spunk
A young man named Harry bought a horse from a farmer for £250. The farmer agreed to deliver the horse the next day. The next day, the farmer drove up to Harry's house and said, "Sorry son, but I have some bad news, the horse died."
Harry replied, "Well then just give me my money back."
The farmer said, "Can't do that. I went and spent it already."
Harry said, "Okay then, just bring me the dead horse."
The farmer asked, "What ya going to do with him?"
Harry said, "I'm going to raffle him off."
The farmer replied, "You can't raffle off a dead horse!"
Harry said, "Sure I can, watch me. I just won't tell anybody he's dead."
A month later, the farmer met up with Harry and asked, "What happened with that dead horse?"
Harry replied, "I raffled him off. I sold 500 tickets at five dollars a piece and made a profit of £2495.
"The farmer said, "Didn't anyone complain?"
Harry said, "Just the guy who won, so I gave him his five quid back."