A
big city lawyer went duck hunting in rural North Cowra,
Australia.
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 Peter
replied, "This is my property, and you are not coming
over here."
The indignant lawyer said,
"I am
one of the best trial lawyers in Australia 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 North Cowra . 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, I get
to go first. I kick you three times and then you kick
me
three times and so on back and forth until someone
gives
up."
The lawyer 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 pie.
Summoning every bit of his will
and remaining strength the lawyer very slowly 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."
The old farmer smiled and
said....
(You'd
love this)
"Nah,
I give up. You can have the
duck."
*
Moral:
1. Never under estimate oldies
2.When you
are educated, you'll believe only half of what you
hear.
3.When
you're intelligent, you know which
half.
