There was once a Indian and an Pakistani who lived next door to each other.
The Pakistani owned a hen and each morning would look in his garden and pick up one of his hen’s eggs for breakfast. One day he looked into his garden and saw that the hen had laid an egg in the Indian’s garden. He was about to go next door when he saw the Hindu pick up the egg. The Paki ran up to the hindu and told him that the egg belonged to him because he owned the hen. The hindu disagreed because the egg was laid on his property.
They argued for a while until finaly the Paki said, “In my family we normally solve disputes by the following actions: I kick you in the balls and time how long it takes you to get back up, then you kick me in the balls and time how long it takes for me to get up, whoever gets up quicker wins the egg.”
The hindu agreed to this and so the Paki found his heaviest pair of boots and put them on, he took a few steps back, then ran toward the hindu and kicked as hard as he could in the balls. The hindu fell to the floor clutching his nuts howling in agony for 30 minutes.
Eventually the Indian stood up and said, “Now it’s my turn to kick you.”
The Paki said, “It’s ok, you can keep the fu**ing egg!”