So this flashy, young, high-dollar attorney from Dallas was out duck hunting in East Texas. He finally shoots a duck, and it lands in the neighboring field. As he's climing over the barb-wire fence, an old farmer rides up to him on his John Deere tractor.

The farmer says, "Son, just what do you think you're doin?"

The attorney says, "I just shot a duck, and it landed over there in the field, so I'm going to get it."

Old farmer, "Nosir. This here is my property, and yer tresspassin'."

Attorney says, "Now you listen here, you old codger...I'm the best trial lawyer in the entire State of Texas, and if you don't let me go get that duck, I'll sue for you everything you're worth, including that tractor you're sitting on."

Farmer thinks about it for a minute, then replies, "Well, son, I guess you don't know how we solve problems here in East Texas, do you? Let me help you out. We settle our problems using the 3 kick rule."

Attorney asks, "What kind of nonsense are you talking about old man?"

Farmer says, "Well son, it's simple. We take turns kicking each other, 3 times each, until one of us gives up."

The attorney looks at the old farmer and says, "Ok old man, let's do it" as he's thinking there is no way he can lose.

The farmer climbs down off of the John Deere tractor and says, "Well, since you're on my property, I get to go first."

The attorney says, "Give it your best shot old man."

The old farmer kicks the young attorney in the groin, causing the young man to fall to the ground, groaning in pain.

After a few minutes, the attorney stands to his feet and says, "Ok old man, what else you got?"

The second kick lands in the attorneys gut, causing him to retrieve his lunch.

After spitting pieces of his lunch from his mouth for a few minutes, the attorney says to the farmer, "Ok, one more kick, then it's my turn."

This time, the farmer kicks the young attorney in his shin as hard as he possibly can, sending the young man hopping on one foot until he trips and falls face first into a fresh cow patty.

Once the young man gets up, he wipes cow manure from his $200 sunglasses, and says, "All right old man, it's my turn."

At this point, the old farmer says, "Well son, I give up. You can go get your duck."

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NICE ONE...HA-HA

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Now that is funny right there. Those city slickers ought to know better than to mess with an old country boy...LOL

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Lol I love it. My grandmother-in-law had something happen just like this recently. He shot a bird on the neighboring property and came right across onto hers, gun in hand. It about scared her to death. This weekend I made a trip down there to post some very visible 'No hunting' and 'No trespassing' signs.

One of the better ones in a while

Good One!!

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nice one

Thats a good one