Lousiana Three Kick Rule
A big city lawyer went
duck hunting in South 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 Loiusiana. 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 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 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
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, "Naw, I give up. You can
have the duck."