This guy is hunting duck one day, and manages to score only one. He chases down the carcass, only to find that it has landed on the other side of a fence marked "PRIVATE PROPERTY -- KEEP OUT!"

He looks around for signs of other people, and not finding any climbs over the fence.

Suddenly a shot rings out. "Hey! What are you doing on my property?" he hears. A second later, an old man comes into view riding a 4 wheeler.

"I came to get my duck," the hunter tells the old man.

"Like hell you are! That duck is on MY PROPERTY, so it's MINE!" shouts the old man.

The hunter, clearly not willing to give up without a fight, yells "I SHOT it! It's MINE! Now, get out of my face before I hurt you, old man!"

"Well," muses the old man, "around these parts we have a way to solve this kind of problem. We take turns kicking the other guy in the nuts, and whoever gives in first, loses."

The hunter, thinking he's in pretty good shape and obviously a lot tougher than this old man, says "Fine! Bring it on, old man!"

The old man says, "Since this is my property we're on, I get to go first."

The hunter steels himself, and says, "Ready, old man!"

The old man winds up and delivers a kick that almost knocks the hunter out from the pain. He writhes on the ground for 15 minutes, squirming and holding his bruised nuts.

Finally, he stands up and snarls, "Now it's MY turn, old man! GET READY!"

The old man says, "Nah, that's OK. You win. You can have the duck."