[SOC] Fw: The Three Kick Rule

[Bob N0UF]

> A lawyer went duck hunting in  rural Nebraska.  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 lawyer 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'm one of the best trial attorneys in
> California  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 Nebraska.
> We settle small  disagreements like this with the Nebraska Three Kick
> Rule."
>
> The  lawyer asked, "What's that?"
>
> 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 barrister 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, you  old coot. Now it's my turn."
>
> The old farmer smiled and said, "Naw, I give up. You can  have the
duck."