Gary Pinkel goes to Nebraska on a duck hunting trip. He shoots and kills a bird, but by huge coincidence, it falls into Bo Pelini's backyard. As he climbs over the fence to get the bird, Bo steps out of his house asks what he is doing.
Pinkel responds, "I shot a duck and it fell in your backyard. I'm just coming over the fence to retrieve it."
Bo says, "Well, this is my property, and if you do, you'll be trespassing."
The Pickle gets upset and says, "Look, I am the greatest thing that ever happened to Missouri Tiger football. If you don't let me get that duck, I'll get every lawyer in the State of Missouri to sue you and take everything you own, and I'll enjoy doing it in the process!"
Bo grins and says, "Gary, you don't know how we settle disputes here in Nebraska. In this state, we settle small disagreements like this with the "Three Kick Rule."
Now very agitated, Coach Pinkel asks, "What the hell is the Three Kick Rule?"
Bo replies, "Well, because the dispute occurs on my property, first I kick you three times and then you kick me three times and so on, back and forth, until someone gives up."
Pinkel quickly thinks about the proposed contest and decides he can easily beat Bo at this, so he agrees to abide by the local rule.
Bo slowly steps off his back porch and walks up to Coach Pinkel. His first kick is a solid shot right into Pinkel's groin area. The Missouri coach lets out a scream and drops to his knees in pain. After several minutes of agony, he slowly gets back up--just in time for Bo's second kick, a flying ninja leap into his stomach. He doubles over in pain and then drops to all fours, when Bo's third kick comes from behind and sends the Missouri coach sprawling face first into some dog sh*t on the ground.
The Missouri coach summons every bit of his will and manages to get to his feet. Wiping his face on his shirt, he says, "OK. Now it's my turn."
Bo just smiles and says, "Nah, I give up. You can have the stupid duck. Go Big Red!"