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The teacher gave her fifth grade class an assignment: Have 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. There were all the regular types of parables: spilled milk and pennies saved. Finally, only Li'l Rob was left.
The teacher asked, "Li'l Rob, do you have a story to share?"
Li'l Rob said, "Yes ma'am. My daddy told a story about my Aunt Karen.
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. She drank the whiskey before she jumped so the bottle wouldn't break on the way down and then she parachuted right into the middle of 20 enemy troops. She shot 15 of them with the pistol, and when she ran out of bullets, killed four more with the knife. When the blade broke, she killed the last one with her bare hands."
"Good Heavens!" said the horrified teacher. "What kind of moral did your daddy tell you from this horrible story?"
Li'l Rob looked at her with a serious, sober face and said, "Stay the hell away from Aunt Karen when she's been drinking!"
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