Friday, October 06, 2006

The Moral

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?", the teacher asked.

"Yes ma'am," Johnny replied. "My daddy told me a story about my Aunt Nancy. 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 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 enemy with her bare hands."

"Good Heavens" cried the horrified teacher. "What kind of moral did your daddy give you from this horrible story?"

"Stay the hell away from Aunt Nancy when she's drinking."

1 comment:

I Am said...

Ha Ha... Charles sister Carrie was like that... I changed the name to Carrie from Nancy and sent it to Charles and Kyle and Candice, they will love it...

Once my ex sister in law took a shotgun away from an ole boy at a bar, and whooped him with it, he hid under a car and wouldnt come out till the cops got there and they promised him that they would keep her away from him...

Yep, she is a mean one... heheehehe