An old man in Florida had owned a large property for several years. He had an orange grove next to a large lake just off a swamp. On the edge of the grove nearest the lake he had placed some picnic tables in the shade of the fruit trees.
One evening the old farmer decided to go down to the grove to look it over, as he hadn’t been there for a week. He grabbed a five-gallon bucket to bring back some fruit. As he neared the part of the grove nearest the lake, he heard voices shouting and laughing. As he came closer he saw it was a bunch of young women skinny-dipping in his lake. He made the women aware of his presence and they all went deeper in so he couldn’t see them.
One of the women shouted to him, “We’re not coming out until you leave!”
The old man shrugged.
“I didn’t come down here to watch you ladies swim naked or make you get out of the lake naked.”
He held the bucket up.
“I’m here to feed the crocodiles.”
With age comes wisdom.