Good Morning

A lawyer went duck hunting in rural Oklahoma. 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 lawyer 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'm one of the best
trial attorneys in
Oklahoma 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 these parts of Oklahoma.
We settle small disagreements like this with the
Okie Three Kick Rule."
The lawyer asked, "What's that?"
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 barrister 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, you old coot.
Now it's my turn."
[I love this part.....]
The old farmer smiled and said, "Naw, I give up.
You can have
the duck.