A lawyer goes duck hunting in NSW. He lines up a dick and lets fly, bingo. The duck lands in a paddock. The lawyer climbs the fence to retrieve his prize when a guy in a 4x4 turns up. "What do you think you're doing on my land.?" he says. The Lawyers says he was just getting the duck he just shot. The cockie says that it is on his land and he claims it for himself. "Look, says the lawyer, I'm he best lawyer in the state, I could sue you for everything you have, now let me have my duck". "How about we settle this the local way?" says the cockie, "we get three kicks each, I kick you three times then you kick me three times and this goes until one of us has had enough". "OK, say the lawyer and the cockie gives him a belt right in the groin. The lawyer goes down. The cockie boots him in the guts and the lawyer turns over on the ground. The cockie has one last go which he aims straight at the lawyer's head. Groaning with pain, the lawyer struggles to his feet. "OK, my turn." he says. "Naw", says the cockie, I've had enough, you keep the duck".
another Freudian typo... must bring back some memories fella


