Farmer's Pond

An old farmer had owned a large farm for several years. He had a large pond in the back, fixed up nice; picnic tables, horseshoe courts, basketball court, etc. When the pond was built, he made sure it was properly shaped and fixed up for swimming.

One evening the old farmer decided to go down to the pond and look it over, since he hadn't been there for a while. As he neared the pond, he heard voices shouting and laughing with glee. As he drew closer, he could see a bunch of young women skinny dipping in his pond.

He politely made his presence known to the women, and in doing so, he watched as they all went shuffling to the deepest end of the pond. One of the women shouted out to him, "We're not coming out until you leave!" To which the old man replied, "Miss, I didn't come down here to watch you ladies swim in the nude nor did I come here to make each one of you get out of the pond naked. I merely came down to feed the alligator".

The Moral of the Story: Old age and treachery will triumph over youth and skill. Always has, always will.