Apollogies to any TFL barristers out there.
A Big-city California lawyer went duck hunting in rural Texas. 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 into this field, and now I'm going to retreive 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 U.S. 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 do
things in Texas. We settle small disagreements like this with the Texas
Three-Kick Rule." The lawyer asked, "What is the Texas Three-Kick Rule?" The Farmer
replied, "Well, 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
at 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 city feller. His first kick planted the toe of his heavy work boot into
the lawyer's groin and dropped him to his knees. His second kick nearly
wiped the man's nose off his face. The barrister was flat on his belly when the
farmer's third kick to a kidney nearly caused him to give up.
The lawyer summoned every bit of his will and managed to get to his
feet and said, "Okay, you old coot! Now, it's my turn!"
The old farmer smiled and said, "No, I give up. You can have the
duck!"
A Big-city California lawyer went duck hunting in rural Texas. 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 into this field, and now I'm going to retreive 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 U.S. 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 do
things in Texas. We settle small disagreements like this with the Texas
Three-Kick Rule." The lawyer asked, "What is the Texas Three-Kick Rule?" The Farmer
replied, "Well, 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
at 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 city feller. His first kick planted the toe of his heavy work boot into
the lawyer's groin and dropped him to his knees. His second kick nearly
wiped the man's nose off his face. The barrister was flat on his belly when the
farmer's third kick to a kidney nearly caused him to give up.
The lawyer summoned every bit of his will and managed to get to his
feet and said, "Okay, you old coot! Now, it's my turn!"
The old farmer smiled and said, "No, I give up. You can have the
duck!"
