The Old Farmer
An old farmer in Kansas had owned a large farm for several years. He had
a large pond in the back, fixed up nice; picnic tables, horseshoe
courts, and some apple and peach trees. The pond was properly shaped
and fixed up for swimming when it was built.
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 of the pond.
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 alligator."
Moral: Old age and cunning will triumph over youth and enthusiasm
every time.
Mad As A Meataxe
HAHA, gold!
I can just imagine to toothless old bastard now
The very existance of flamethrowers proves that sometime, somewhere, someone said to themselves, 'You know, I want to set those people over there on fire, but I'm just not close enough to do it.
3Y3 K4N 5P33K 1337.
very nice.
attn Über geeks, i play Second life. Patrio Graysmark.
verrry funny..................hhee eheheheeheheheee....
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