An elderly man in the Atherton Tablelands 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 mango and lychee 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 twenty litre 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
naked or make you get out of the pond naked.' Holding the bucket up he said, 'I'm here to
feed the crocodile...' !
Some old men can still think fast.
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