Aunt Carol
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.
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> The next day the kids came back and one by one began to tell
> their stories.
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> 'Tony, do you have a story to share?'
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> 'Yes ma'am. My daddy told a story about my Aunt Carol. 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 flask of whiskey, a pistol and a survival knife.
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> 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.
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> 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.'
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> 'Good Heavens' said the horrified teacher. 'What kind of
> moral did your Daddy tell you from this horrible story?'
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> 'Stay the f--k away from Aunt Carol when she's drinking.'
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