Old farmer Ron knew exactly how to handle unwanted trespassers on his land, but his performance down by the property line one evening was an absolute masterpiece.
Grabbing a rusty bucket, he walked down to his secluded pond to pick some wild berries growing along the bank. As he neared the water, he was greeted by splashing and giggles—a group of young women had sneaked onto his property for a bit of skinny-dipping.
The moment they spotted the old man approaching, they shrieked in horror, swam furiously to the deepest part of the pond, and submerged themselves up to their necks.
“We’re not coming out until you pack up and leave!” one of them yelled defiantly.
Ron calmly held up his bucket, gave them a polite nod, and replied:
“Don’t mind me, ladies. I didn’t come all the way down here to watch you swim naked. I’m just here to feed the alligator.”
