A well educated Johannesburg black lawyer went duck hunting in Bloemfontein.
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 Boer 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 Boer replied, "But Meneer, this are my property, and you are not coming over here."
The indignant lawyer said, "I am one of the best attorneys in the country, I represent the ANC and, if you don't let me get that duck, I'll sue you and take everything you own."
The old Boer smiled and said, "Apparently, meneer doesn't knows how we do things in Bloem. We settle small arguments like this with the Bloemfontein Three-Kick-Rule."
The lawyer asked, What is the Bloemfontein Three-Kick-Rule?."
The Boer replied, "Well, first I kicks you three times and then you kicks me three times, and so on, until someone gives up."
The attorney quickly thought about the proposed contest and decided that he could easily take the old man.
He agreed to abide by the local custom.
The old farmer slowly climbed down from the tractor and walked up to the lawyer.
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 lawyer was flat on this 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, "OK, you old cracker! now, it's my turn."
The old farmer smiled and said, "No I give up, you can has the duck.