Topic Originator: GG Riva
Date: Mon 3 Jun 19:15
A hunter enters the fields of a farm, sees a pheasant and shoots it. The farmer arrives: "Hey! This is private land, you can`t come here! Give me that pheasant right away."
"No chance! I shot it, and I`m keeping it."
"That means that we will resolve this issue time honoured fashion"
"And that would be?"
"I`ll give you a kick in the nuts, you give me one, and we go on like this until one of us can`t take it anymore, and he`s lost."
"All right."
"I`ll start," says the farmer and kicks the hunter in the crotch with all his strength.
The hunter turns red in the face, then white, then falls to his knees, then ends up on the floor, and only after several minutes does he manage to regain enough breath to slowly stand up.
Still panting, he says, "And now it`s my turn!"
"Forget it. You win. Keep the pheasant."
Not your average Sunday League player.
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