Racehorse owner

An English racehorse owner was attending the Irish Grand
National. On the day his horse finished last! He thought
to himself, this horse is only an old donkey, I’ll sell
it before I go home. On his way home he me an old farmer leaning
up against a gate. Thinking the Irish are a bit thick he suggested
“Would you like to but a racehorse”. “Aye
to be sure” says Paddy “I’ll give ya 500
for the horse”. “Oh no” replied the Englishman
“I would need at least 1, 000″. “No”
says Paddy “500 and not a penny more”. They
argue for a while but no deal was done and the Englishman
continued on home.

On arriving home he opened the horsebox only to find the
horse was dead. “Oh no” he said. “And to
think I could have got 500 for that horse”. Then he
had an idea. He telephoned the old farmar back in Ireland
and said. “Would you still be interested in buying
that horse”. Paddy said “I will to be sure but
I’ll give ya no more than 500 for it”. “Deal”
said the Englishman. “Send me a cheque for the horse
and I’ll send you over the horse. Next morning the cheque
arrived in the post and the dead horse was promptly sent
to Ireland. Next day the Englishman was suprised not to
hear any complaint. He waited several days in fact, then
a week… months…finally a year went by and still he heard
nothing.

Next year he was back in Ireland at the racing when he noticed
the old farmer still leaning up against the gate. “Did
you get that horse I sent you” he asked casually. “Don’t
talk to me about that horse” came the reply, “that
thing was dead when it got here” “Dead?”
said the Englishman looking suprised. “What did
you do with it. “Och I just raffled it” said Paddy
“Pardon” said the Englishman, “You raffled
a dead racehorse?” “Aye” said Paddy,
“I got 1000 raffle tickets printed and sold them at
5 each and got 5, 000 for the horse”. The Englishman
was amazed. “You raffled and dead racehorse”
he said, “did no-one complain.