badbobby wrote:
A big city lawyer went duck hunting in south eastern Texas. He shot and dropped a bird, but it fell into Hacksaw's field on the other side of a fence.
As the lawyer climbed over the fence, Hack drove up in his pickup 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."
But Hack said, "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.
Hack just smiled and said, "Apparently, you don't know how we settle disputes down here in Texas. We settle small disagreements like this with the "Three Kick Rule."
The lawyer asked, "What is the Three Kick Rule?"
Hack 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(standing 6 foot 3 and 240 pounds) quickly thought about the proposed contest and decided that he could easily take Hack. He agreed to abide by the local custom.
Hack slowly climbed outta his truck 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 Hack'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."
But Hack just smiled and said, "Naw, I give up. You can have the stupid duck."
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