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HYPERASHEL
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Location: The South's Sauna, Atlanta
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 Posted: 02/03/04 - 15:00 Post subject: duck hunting
Duck Hunting
A big city lawyer went duck hunting in rural Tennessee.
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 Tennessee. 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
to his rear end sent him face-first into a fresh cow pat.
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 fart. Now it's my turn."
(I love this part....)
The old farmer smiled and said, "Naw, I give up. You can
have the duck.
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