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Like: Cheney and Scalia went duck hunting together. After several hours, they still hadn't bagged anything. Finally, Scalia says, "I don't get it. What are we doing wrong?" Cheney says, "I keep telling you: I don't think we're throwing the dog high enough!"
Or: Cheney and Scalia went duck hunting one day. Scalia is inundated with stories from Cheney about his "great" duck hunting abilities.
After a few hours Scalia has bagged a couple of ducks, but Cheney hasn't taken a shot. Scalia question him on this, and Cheney he agrees to show his shooting abilities at the next opportunity.
A few moments later, one lone duck comes flying by. As promised, Cheney stands up and squeezes off one shot. The duck keeps flying.
"Antonin, you have just witnessed a miracle," says Cheney pointing at the receding duck, "for there flies a dead duck."
Or: Cheney and Scalia went duck hunting in rural Oklahoma. Scalia shot and dropped a bird, but it fell into a farmer's field on the other side of a fence.
As Scalia climbed over the fence, an elderly farmer drove up on his tractor and asked him what he was doing.
Scalia responded, "I shot a duck and it fell in this field, and now I'm going to retrieve it."
The old farmer replied, "This is my property, and you are not coming over here."
The indignant Scalia said, "I'm a Supreme Court Justice and, if you don't let me get that duck, I'll sue you and take everything you own."
The old farmer smiled and said, "Apparently, you don't know how we settle disputes in these parts of Oklahoma. We settle small disagreements like this with the Okie Three Kick Rule."
Scalia asked, "What's that?"
The farmer replied, "Well, because the dispute occurs on my land, first I kick you three times and then you kick me three times and so on back and forth until someone gives up."
Scalia quickly thought about the proposed contest and decided that he could easily take the old codger. He agreed to abide by the local custom.
The old farmer slowly climbed down from the tractor and walked up to Scalia. His first kick planted the toe of his heavy steel-toed work boot into Justice's groin and dropped him to his knees. His second kick to the midriff sent Scalia's last meal gushing from his mouth.
The Justice was on all fours when the farmer's third kick to his rear end sent him face-first into a fresh cow pie.
Scalia summoned every bit of his will and managed to get to his feet. Wiping his face with the arm of his jacket, he said, "Okay, you old coot. Now it's my turn."
The old farmer smiled and said, "Naw, I give up. You can have the duck."
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