I’m Here To Feed The Alligator

An elderly man in Louisiana had owned a large farm

for several years. He had a large pond in the back. It was

properly shaped for swimming, so he fixed it up nice with

picnic tables, horseshoe courts, and some apple and peach

trees. 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. 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  or make you get out of the

pond. Holding the bucket up he said, ‘I’m here to feed

the alligator…’ An all the girls ran out of the water

na**d and the old man just watched. Some old men can still

think fast.