just for fun!


A big city lawyer was duck hunting in the bush when a bird he’d shot fell into a farmer’s field. As he climbed over the fence, an elderly farmer drove up on his tractor and told him to stay out. The indignant lawyer said, “I’m one of the best trial lawyers in Brisbane, 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, “Out here we settle small disagreements like this with the Three-Kick Rule. First I kick you three times and then you kick me three times, and so on until someone gives up.” The big-city attorney decided that he could easily take the old codger and agreed to abide by the local custom.

The old farmer slowly climbed down from the tractor and walked up to the city fella. His first kick to the shin had the lawyer hopping around on one foot then suddenly he planted his heavy work boot into the lawyer’s groin and dropped him to his knees. After three solid kicks and an absolute thrashing the lawyer struggled to his feet and said, “Okay you old coot, now it’s my turn.”

The farmer smiled, “Nah, I give up. You can have the duck.”