I've used the expression: I wouldn't bet the farm" any number of times. It was always a figure of speech to me. One of those hyperbolic rhetorical flourishes that you use to point out that something is not really a sure thing.
Vujadin Markovic has rejected his neighbour Sinisa Tripkovic's offer of lunch instead, Dnevni Avaz reported.
The daily said the two men quarrelled in the street over who would win the October 1 election in the Bosnian Serb Republic.
They made a bet before five witnesses and signed an improvised contract stamped in a farm cooperative near the eastern town of Sekovici.
Markovic bet Bosnian Serb Prime Minister Milorad Dodik and his Social Democrats would win — which they did. Tripkovic had been convinced of the Serb Democratic Party (SDS), but it lost after 15 years in power.
Tripkovic wagered his home and the cash to equal the value of Markovic's more valuable house, his stake.
But afterwards he dismissed the bet as a joke and the contract as illegal, but his offer of lunch instead was refused.
Markovic has sued to enforce the contract. Anyone want to bet on the outcome?