Good stuff, thanks.
Poor ducks don’t stand a chance.
Interesting and I’m not a duck hunter. Here’s a story to go with duck hunting:
A guy goes duck hunting here in Virginia on the Eastern Shore. All day he is out there in the cold, wet, and wind. Finally he is giving up and walking back to the vehicle and he sees a duck. He hates to go home with nothing so he pulls up and shoots it. But he only wounds it and it goes over the fence of the farmer and into the open doors of a barn. Right in front of him is a sign, [No Trespassing]. But if he could get the duck he would not go home empty handed. He climbs the fence, enters the barn and finds the duck that had died by now. As he is leaving there stands the farmer and he is mad. What are you doing. Did you not see the sign.
The hunter explains and says is there anything he could do. Perhaps pay him for the duck. The farmer explains that in these parts they resolve issues like this with a game of crotch kicking. They will kick each other in the crotch and whoever gets up fastest after going down will be declared the winner. The hunter agrees.
The farmer goes first and really lets him have it. The hunter is down for several minutes until he can stand. When he finally does he says, Now it is my turn.
And the farmer says, Nah, you can have the duck.