THE MORAL OF THE STORY

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.

Ashley said, "My father's a farmer and we have a lot of egg
laying hens. One time we were taking our eggs to market in a
basket on the front seat of the car when we hit a big bump in
the road and the eggs went flying and broke and made a mess."
"What's the moral of the story?" asked the teacher. "Don't put all
your eggs in one basket!" "Very good," said the teacher.

Next little Sarah raised her hand and said, "Our family are farmers
too. But we raise chickens for the meat market. We had a dozen
eggs one time, but when they hatched we only got ten live chicks,
and the moral to this story is, "don't count your chickens before
they're hatched."
"That was a fine story Sarah. Ronnie, do you have a story to
share?"

"Yes, my daddy told me this story about my Aunt Karen. Aunt Karen
was a flight engineer in the Gulf War and her plane got hit. She
had
to
bail out over enemy territory and all she had was a bottle of
whiskey,
a machine gun and a machete. She drank the whiskey on the way
down so it wouldn't break and then she landed right in the middle
of
100 enemy troops. She killed seventy of them with the machine gun
until she ran out of bullets. Then she killed twenty more with the
machete
until the blade broke. And then she killed the last ten 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."