A teacher gave her fifth grade class an assignment: Get their parents
to tell them a story with a moral at the end of it. The next day the
kids came back and one by one began to tell their stories.
"Tony, do you have a story to share?"
"Yes ma'am. My daddy told a story about my Aunt Karen. She was a pilot
in Desert Storm and her plane got hit. She had to bail out over enemy
territory and all she had was a flask of whiskey, a pistol and a
survival knife. She drank the whiskey on the way down so it wouldn't
break and then her parachute landed right in the middle of twenty enemy
troops. She shot fifteen of them with the gun until she ran out of
bullets, killed four more with the knife, till the blade broke, and then
she killed the last terrorist with her bare hands."
"Good Heavens" said the horrified teacher. "What kind of moral did your
daddy tell you from this horrible story?"
"Stay the f**k away from Aunt Karen when she's drinking"
