Louisiana Justice
A big city lawyer went duck hunting in southern Louisiana. 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 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 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 Louisiana.
We settle small disagreements like this with the Louisiana Three Kick Rule."

The lawyer asked, "What is the Louisiana 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 the 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 ripped 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."


(I love this part......)


The old farmer smiled and said, "Naw, I give up. You can have the duck"


category: cultural  date entered: 2006-03-23