One autumn morning, a slick city lawyer decided to go duck hunting.

He managed to shoot a bird, but it fell into a field on the other side of a fence. As he started to climb over to retrieve it, an elderly farmer rolled up on his tractor and called out, “Hey there, what do you think you’re doing?”

The lawyer replied confidently, “I just shot a duck, and it landed in this field. I’m going to get it.”

The farmer shook his head. “Sorry, son. This is my land, and you’re not stepping foot on it.”

Irritated, the lawyer puffed out his chest. “Listen, old man, I’m one of the top attorneys in the country. If you don’t let me take that duck, I’ll sue you and own everything you’ve got!”

The farmer chuckled. “Sounds like you’re new around here. We don’t go to court over little things like this. We handle it with the Three Kick Rule.”

The lawyer frowned. “What’s that?”

The farmer explained, “Since the argument is happening on my property, I get to kick you three times. Then you kick me three times. We take turns until one of us gives up. That’s how we settle it.”

The lawyer thought it over and smirked. “He’s old. How bad can it be? Fine, I’ll play along.”

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The farmer climbed off his tractor, walked up, and without hesitation—WHAM! his steel-toe boot nailed the lawyer right in the groin. The lawyer collapsed in pain.

Before he could recover—THUD!—a kick to the stomach made him vomit up his breakfast.

While the lawyer was on all fours gasping for air, the farmer delivered the third blow to his backside, sending him face-first into a fresh cow patty.

Covered in muck, the lawyer slowly pushed himself up, trembling with rage. “Alright, old man,” he gritted his teeth, “now it’s my turn!”

The farmer smiled, tipped his hat, and said, “Nah, I’m done. You win. Go ahead and take the duck.”

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