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All of this "nekidness" talk...
All of this "nekidness" talk...
...reminds me of a story...
An elderly man in Florida had owned a large farm for several years. He had a large pond in the back, fixed up nicely:
Picnic tables,horseshoe courts, a volleyball court, and some orange and grapefruit trees.
The pond was properly shaped and fixed up for swimming.
One evening the old farmer decided to go down to the pond and look it over, as he hadn't been there in a while. 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. 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."
Old men can still think fast.
An elderly man in Florida had owned a large farm for several years. He had a large pond in the back, fixed up nicely:
Picnic tables,horseshoe courts, a volleyball court, and some orange and grapefruit trees.
The pond was properly shaped and fixed up for swimming.
One evening the old farmer decided to go down to the pond and look it over, as he hadn't been there in a while. 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. 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."
Old men can still think fast.
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That's great Augie!
I think I'm realated to that old guy. My Great Uncle (in his 80's) would go to the mall and sit on the bench. He always told me he was watching them young girls waiting for the right one. When I asked him for what, he told me.....he was gunna bite one in the butt, pray he got lock jaw, and let'um drag him down the mall!!! He's no longer with us, but every time I hear an old pervert story I always see his smiling face when he told me that
I think I'm realated to that old guy. My Great Uncle (in his 80's) would go to the mall and sit on the bench. He always told me he was watching them young girls waiting for the right one. When I asked him for what, he told me.....he was gunna bite one in the butt, pray he got lock jaw, and let'um drag him down the mall!!! He's no longer with us, but every time I hear an old pervert story I always see his smiling face when he told me that