The Mythical Origins of Publish America

[Popeyesays]

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

[Aconite]

There is an entire subforum just for PublishAmerica threads. Please keep them there.

[Sarashay]

Yeah, except that instead of giving the guy who complained his $2 back, he'd insist that the donkey was very much alive and not to take that tone with him.

[Kevin Yarbrough]

And it wasn't a donkey, it was a Purple Pony.