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A big city lawyer went duck hunting in rural Canada. 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 a trial attorney and I can make a
case against you that will cost you if you don't let me get that duck."
The old farmer smiled and said, "Apparently, you don't know how we
settle disputes in Saskatchewan. We settle small disagreements like this
with the Canadian Three Kick Rule."

The lawyer asked, "What is the Canadian 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 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."
The old farmer smiled and said, "Naw, I give up. You can have the
duck."
 
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