An old farmer had a large pond in a secluded part of the back forty that was fixed up real nice for swimming. One evening he 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. The women spotted him and all swam 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 or make you get out of the pond naked. I only came to feed the alligators."
Moral: Old age and treachery will triumph over youth and skill every time.
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