So a rich lawyer from New York is duck hunting in Michigan and he hits a duck and it falls in a nearby farmer's field. He walks into the field to retrieve his his duck. The farmer walks up and says ""You're on my propriety get off!"" The lawyer replies ""Well I shot my duck and it landed in your field if you stop me I'll take your ass to court and sue you for all you got!"" To which the farmer say calmly ""Now, now you city-slicker, in Michigan we have a solution to settle these small disputes."" ""Oh really?"" says the lawyer ""Yes it's called the Three kick rule, I kick you three times and then you kick me three times and who ever gives up first loses and the winner keeps the duck."" ""Well that sounds easy, lets do this!"" The lawyer asks for a moment then turns around and takes couple deep breaths then says ""I'm ready"" and turns around. As soon as he turned around the farmer kicked him in the family jewels with his steel toed boots and that brought him down to his knees. The next to kicks are so pain full he nearly gives up the duck. He slowly stands up spits on the ground and says ""Now it's my turn to kick you old man!"" The farmer slowly smiles and says ""Nah, I give up you can have the duck.""