An elderly man in Tennessee had owned a large farm for several years.
He had a pond in the back.  It was properly shaped for swimming, so he
fixed it up nice with picnic tables, horseshoe courts, and some apple
and peach trees.

One evening the old farmer decided to go down to the pond, since 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 in bikinis 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
or make you get out of the pond in your small bikinis."

Holding the bucket up he said, "I'm here to feed the alligator."

(Some old men can still think fast.)