> A big city 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 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 Texas. 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 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."
>
>
> The old farmer smiled and said, "Naw, I give up.
> You can have the
> duck."*
>

   Don't mess with a Texan!   

The real funny part is, it twern't a duck anyway...it were a sand-hill crane!!!


.... City folks....