A big-city, California, lawyer went duck hunting in rural Colorado. 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 into 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 one of the best trial attorneys in the U.S.
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 do
things in Colorado. We settle small disagreements like this with the
Colorado Three-Kick Rule." The lawyer asked, "What is the Colorado
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 codger. He agreed to abide by the
local custom.
The old farmer slowly climbed down from the tractor and walked up to the
city feller. His first kick planted the toe of his heavy 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 barrister 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 coot! Now, it's my turn!"
The old farmer smiled and said, "No, I give up. You can have the duck!"