  Heres a story I received in E-mail. I found it ironic. Its probably made its round trip in email fwds. Anyway, read on: A city boy, Kenny, moved to the country and bought a donkey from an old farmer for $100.00. 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.
" Kenny replied, "Well then, just give me my money back. " The farmer said, "Can't do that. I went and spent it already. " Kenny said, "OK then, just unload the donkey. " the farmer asked, "What ya gonna do with him? " Kenny said, "I'm going to raffle him off. " Farmer, "You can't raffle off a dead donkey! " Kenny, "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? " Kenny, "I raffled him off. I sold 500 tickets at two dollars a piece and made a profit of $898.00. " Farmer, "Didn't anyone complain? " Kenny, "Just the guy who won. So I gave him his two dollars back. " Kenny grew up and eventually became the chairman of Enron. More to come... ~NET 
