So the city guy goes duck hunting. He shoots a duck that falls on the other side of the fence. He climbs the fence to retrive the duck and as he picks up the duck, the farmers pulls up and asks what he was doing on private property.
"I am retriving my duck" says the city guy.
"My land, my duck" says the farmer.
"But I shot him over there and he landed here. This is my duck".
The farmer sizes the guy up and says "You're one of them city boys aren't you".
"I am" replies the guy
"Well out here we have a way of settling these types of issues. We take turns kicking each other in the nuts and the last man standing wins."
Not wanting to give up the duck the city guy agrees to the challenge.
"My land I get to go first" says the farmer and proceeds to boot the city guy square in the crotch like an NFL kicker.
The city guys piles into a heap and lays in pain for several minutes. Struggling to his feet, he takes a deep breath and says "OK, my turn".
The farmer stands there for a second and says "You win." "Keep the duck"
"I am retriving my duck" says the city guy.
"My land, my duck" says the farmer.
"But I shot him over there and he landed here. This is my duck".
The farmer sizes the guy up and says "You're one of them city boys aren't you".
"I am" replies the guy
"Well out here we have a way of settling these types of issues. We take turns kicking each other in the nuts and the last man standing wins."
Not wanting to give up the duck the city guy agrees to the challenge.
"My land I get to go first" says the farmer and proceeds to boot the city guy square in the crotch like an NFL kicker.
The city guys piles into a heap and lays in pain for several minutes. Struggling to his feet, he takes a deep breath and says "OK, my turn".
The farmer stands there for a second and says "You win." "Keep the duck"
