A big-city, Washington, lawyer went duck hunting in
rural Texas. He shot and dropped a bird, but it fell
into 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 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 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 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 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 grinned and said, "Naw, I give up.
You can have the duck!"
Republicans have the high ground and they will kick a-- on Tuesday. America has returned to its senses once more. |
