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 Carol. Aunt Carol 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 fall into enemy
hands 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, 'til the blade broke and then
she killed the last one with her bare hands."
"Good heavens," said the horrified teacher, "What kind of moral did your
daddy teach you from that horrible story?"
"Stay away from Aunt Carol [}
] when she's been drinking [^]."
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