The old farmer had a large pond in the back, fixed up nicely with picnic tables, a barbecue pit, horseshoe courts, and some apple and peach trees. The pond was properly shaped and fixed up for swimming when it was built.
One evening, the old guy decided to go down to the pond and look it over. He hadn’t been there for a while. He grabbed a five gallon bucket to bring back some fruit.
It’s a hot summer’s day & there’s a frog sitting on a lillypad in the middle of a pond. He sees a fly buzzing around his head but it’s about 6″ too high for him to stick out his tounge and get it. It’s hot, he’s lazy and doesn’t want to jump for it, so he starts thinking, “How can I get that fly to drop about 6″ so I can have a nice little snack?”