The Farmer & the Lawyer

> > A lawyer went pig shooting in the outback. He shot a pig
> > but it busted through the fence and dropped in a farmer's paddock on the
> > other side
> > of the fence. As the lawyer climbed over the fence, an elderly gentleman
> > asked him what he was doing. The lawyer responded, "I shot a pig and
> > he ran into this paddock, I'm going into 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 lawyers in Australia
> > and, if you don't let me get that pig, I'll sue you and take
> > everything!"
> >
> > The old farmer smiled and said, "Apparently, you don't know how we do
> > things here in the outback. We settle small disagreements like this
> > with the 'Three-Kick Rule'."
> >
> > The lawyer asked, "What is the 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 farmer. He agreed to
> > abide by the local custom.
> >
> > The old farmer slowly climbed down from the tractor and walked up to
> > the city fella. His first kick planted the toe of his steel capped 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 lawyer 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 hill billy, now it's my turn."
> >
> > The old Aussie smiled and said,
> >
> > "Nah, I give up. You can have the bloody thing."