An old farmer in Florida had owned a large farm for
> several years. He had
> >a large pond in the back, fixed up nice; picnic
> tables, Horseshoe courts,
> >and some apple and peach trees. The pond was
> properly shaped and fixed up
> >for swimming when it was built.
> >
> >One evening the old farmer decided to go down to
> the pond, as he hadn't
> >been there for a while, and look it over. He
> grabbed a five gallon bucket
> >to bring back some fruit. As he neared the pond, he
> heard voices shouting
> >and laughing with glee.
> >
> >As he came closer he saw it was a bunch of young
> women skinny-dipping in
> >his pond. He made the women aware of his presence
> and they all went to the
> >deep end of the pond. One of the women shouted to
> him, "We're not coming
> >out until you leave!"
> >
> > The old man frowned, "I didn't come down here to
> watch you ladies swim
> > naked or make you get out of the pond naked."
> Holding the bucket up, he
> > said, "I'm here to feed the alligator."
> >
> >Moral: Old age and cunning will triumph over youth
> and enthusiasm every time.
> >
Florida Farmer
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