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> 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 t! o 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."
> The old farmer smiled and said, "Naw, I give up. You can have the
duck.
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 t! o 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."
> The old farmer smiled and said, "Naw, I give up. You can have the
duck.
