[pct-l] Getting Clean on the PCT

[James A. Streeter]

An elderly man in Northern California had owned a large farm for
several 
years with a large pond in the back. It was properly shaped for
swimming,
so he fixed it up nice with picnic tables, horseshoe courts, some
apple 
and peach trees as the PCT ran along his property.

One evening the old farmer decided to go down to the pond and look it
over as he hadn't been there for a while and it was time for the thru
hikers to past by. So He grabbed a 5 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 some tents and 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.'

Holding the bucket up he said:

'I'm here to feed the alligators.'

Some old men can still think fast. 


YosemiteJames