The teacher gave her fifth grade class an assignment: Get theirparents to tell them a story with a moral at the end of it. The nextday the kids came back and 1 by 1 began to tell their stories.

'Johnny, do you have a story to share?' 'Yes ma'am. My daddytold a story about my Aunt Karen. She was a pilot in Desert Storm andher plane got hit. She had to bail out over enemy territory and all shehad was a small flask of whiskey, a pistol and a survival knife. Shedrank the whiskey on the way down so it wouldn't break and then herparachute landed right in the middle of twenty enemy troops. She shotfifteen 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 barehands.'

'Good Heavens' said the horrified teacher. 'What kind of moraldid your daddy tell you from this horrible story?'


'Stay the f-ck away from Aunt Karen when she's drinking!'