Old man retired to his dream property... 100 acres with a pond.
He grabbed his tin bucket and wandered out behind his log cabin to pick blackberries for a cobbler. As he filled the bucket, he heard giggling and laughing coming from his private pond.
He walked down the path, and there in his pond was a group of young 20 somethings swimming in his pond, nude.
"Hey," he called, "Y'all can't swim here, this is private property."
"Go away old man, we have always skinny dipped here."
"Okay, do what you want, I didn't really come here to see nekked kids anyway." He held up the tin bucket. He slowly began to grin. "I just came down to the pond to feed my pet alligator."
He grabbed his tin bucket and wandered out behind his log cabin to pick blackberries for a cobbler. As he filled the bucket, he heard giggling and laughing coming from his private pond.
He walked down the path, and there in his pond was a group of young 20 somethings swimming in his pond, nude.
"Hey," he called, "Y'all can't swim here, this is private property."
"Go away old man, we have always skinny dipped here."
"Okay, do what you want, I didn't really come here to see nekked kids anyway." He held up the tin bucket. He slowly began to grin. "I just came down to the pond to feed my pet alligator."
