MDO0505
Well-known member
The Texas Duck Hunt
>
> A big city lawyer went duck hunting in rural Texas. He shot and
> dropped a
> bird, but it fell into a farmer's field on the other side of a fence.
>
> As the lawyer climbed over the fence, an elderly farmer drove up on his
> tractor and asked him what he was doing. The litigator responded, "I
> shot a
> duck and it fell in this field, and now I'm going to retrieve it."
>
> The old farmer replied, "This is my property, and you are not coming
> over
> here."
>
> The indignant lawyer said, "I am one of the best trial attorneys in the
> United States and, if you don't let me get that duck, I'll sue you and
> take
> everything you own.
>
> The old farmer smiled and said," Apparently, you don't know how we
> settle
> disputes in Texas. We settle small disagreements like this with the
> "Three
> Kick Rule."
>
> The lawyer asked, "What is the Three Kick Rule?"
>
> The Farmer replied, "Well, because the dispute occurs on my land,
> first I
> kick you three times and then you kick me three times and so on back
> and
> forth until someone gives up."
>
> The attorney quickly thought about the proposed contest and decided
> that he
> could easily take the old codger. He agreed to abide by the local
> custom.
>
> The old farmer slowly climbed down from the tractor and walked up to
> the
> attorney. His first kick planted the toe of his heavy steel toed work
> boot
> into the lawyer's groin and dropped him to his knees. His second kick
> to the
> midriff sent the lawyer's last meal gushing from his mouth. The lawyer
> was
> on all fours when the farmer's third kick to his rear end sent him
> face-first into a fresh cow pie. The lawyer summoned every bit of his
> will
> and managed to get to his feet. Wiping his face with the arm of his
> jacket,
> he said, "Okay, Now it's my turn."
>
> [I love this part....]
>
>
>
> The old farmer smiled and said, "Naw, I give up. You can have the
> duck."
>
> A big city lawyer went duck hunting in rural Texas. He shot and
> dropped a
> bird, but it fell into a farmer's field on the other side of a fence.
>
> As the lawyer climbed over the fence, an elderly farmer drove up on his
> tractor and asked him what he was doing. The litigator responded, "I
> shot a
> duck and it fell in this field, and now I'm going to retrieve it."
>
> The old farmer replied, "This is my property, and you are not coming
> over
> here."
>
> The indignant lawyer said, "I am one of the best trial attorneys in the
> United States and, if you don't let me get that duck, I'll sue you and
> take
> everything you own.
>
> The old farmer smiled and said," Apparently, you don't know how we
> settle
> disputes in Texas. We settle small disagreements like this with the
> "Three
> Kick Rule."
>
> The lawyer asked, "What is the Three Kick Rule?"
>
> The Farmer replied, "Well, because the dispute occurs on my land,
> first I
> kick you three times and then you kick me three times and so on back
> and
> forth until someone gives up."
>
> The attorney quickly thought about the proposed contest and decided
> that he
> could easily take the old codger. He agreed to abide by the local
> custom.
>
> The old farmer slowly climbed down from the tractor and walked up to
> the
> attorney. His first kick planted the toe of his heavy steel toed work
> boot
> into the lawyer's groin and dropped him to his knees. His second kick
> to the
> midriff sent the lawyer's last meal gushing from his mouth. The lawyer
> was
> on all fours when the farmer's third kick to his rear end sent him
> face-first into a fresh cow pie. The lawyer summoned every bit of his
> will
> and managed to get to his feet. Wiping his face with the arm of his
> jacket,
> he said, "Okay, Now it's my turn."
>
> [I love this part....]
>
>
>
> The old farmer smiled and said, "Naw, I give up. You can have the
> duck."
