An old man in Louisiana had owned a large farm for several years, with a large pond in the back. It was a good size and shape for swimming, so he fixed it up nice with a picnic table, horseshoe courts, some apple and peach trees, BBQ pit, etc.

One evening the old farmer decided to go down to the pond, as he hadn’t been there for a while, and looked around. 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 gave a shout to make the women aware of his presence, and that they were on his property. They gave a surprised squeal and quickly swam to the deep end to better hide their lack of swim wear.

One of the women shouted to him, “We’re not coming out until you leave!”

The old man frowned, “I’m sorry to bother, but I didn’t come down here to watch you ladies swim naked.” Holding the bucket up he said, “I’m here to feed the alligators.”

Moral: Some old men can still think fast.

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