Down By the Pond
An old farmer in Georgia had owned a large farm for
several years. He had a sizable pond in the back,
fixed up nice; picnic tables, horseshoe courts,
basketball court, etc. 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. 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 replied, "I didn't come down here to
watch you ladies swim naked or make you get out of
the pond naked."
"I'm here to feed the alligator."
Moral: Old age and cunning will triumph over youth
and enthusiasm every time
An old farmer in Georgia had owned a large farm for
several years. He had a sizable pond in the back,
fixed up nice; picnic tables, horseshoe courts,
basketball court, etc. 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. 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 replied, "I didn't come down here to
watch you ladies swim naked or make you get out of
the pond naked."
"I'm here to feed the alligator."
Moral: Old age and cunning will triumph over youth
and enthusiasm every time