A big city lawyer went duck hunting in rural Mississippi. He shot and
dropped a duck, 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 Mississippi. 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 occurred 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 lower manhood and dropped him to his knees. His
second
kick to the midriff then made the lawyer lose his early morning
breakfast. 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."
The old farmer smiled and said, "Naw, I give up. You can! have the duck.":takethat :takethat
dropped a duck, 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 Mississippi. 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 occurred 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 lower manhood and dropped him to his knees. His
second
kick to the midriff then made the lawyer lose his early morning
breakfast. 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."
The old farmer smiled and said, "Naw, I give up. You can! have the duck.":takethat :takethat