Skinny-Dipping

After a long career growing oranges in Florida, Richard finally retired, leaving the business to his son. He moved to a large piece of rural property, and puttered around the place to keep busy.

In particular, Richard leveled the ground in one of the lower fields, and put in a scenic pond. Over time he put in a picnic table, a barbecue pit, and a little dock, all surrounded by a small grove of orange trees. It was his favorite spot on the property.

One hot summer evening, Richard decided to wander down to the pond to enjoy the sunset, and as he left he grabbed a basket to fill with oranges while he was there. As he approached the pond he could hear laughing and giggling, and coming closer he realized that there were several young women splashing in the pond. And judging by the piles of clothing scattered about, they weren't wearing a stitch.

Well, Richard didn't mind -- they couldn't hurt the pond, and it surely was a hot day. He was about to say so when the women noticed him. With a shriek, they all dropped down until only their heads were sticking out of the water, and one of them began to yell at him:

"You horrible, dirty old man! How dare you come down here to spy on us! You just turn around and leave, mister, because we aren't going to come out as long as you're there!"

Richard paused, then slowly smiled. "Oh I didn't come down here to watch you ladies swim naked," he said, and gestured at his basket. "I just came down to feed the alligators!"