The 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.
"Johnny, do you have a story to share?"
"Yes, ma'am, my daddy told a story about my Aunt Karen.
Aunt Karen 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 small 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 Iraqi with her bare hands.
"Good heavens," said the horrified teacher, "What kind
of moral did your daddy tell you from that horrible story?
"Stay the hell away from Aunt Karen when she's been drinking."
