Re: Mailbag: FW: The Swimming Hole

*>Subject: Swimming Hole
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>An elderly man in Florida had owned a large farm for several years.
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>He had a large pond in the back, fixed up nice;
>picnic tables, horseshoe courts, and some apple and peach trees.
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>The pond was ideal for swimming, although he rarely did that anymore.
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>One evening he decided to go down to the pond, as he hadn't been there
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>for a while, and look it over.
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>He grabbed a five gallon bucket with which to bring back some fruit.
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>As he neared the pond, he heard voices shouting and laughing with glee.
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>As he came closer he saw it was a bunch of young womenskinny-dipping
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>in his pond.
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>He made the women aware of his presence and they all went to the deep end.
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>One of the women shouted to him, "We're not coming out until you leave!"
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>The old man frowned, "I didn't come down here to watch you ladies swim
>naked or to make you get out of the pond naked.."
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>Holding the bucket up he said, "I'm here to feed the alligator."
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>MORAL: Old men can still think fast.
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