The Story with a Moral at the end
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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.
There were all the regular types of stuff: spilled milk and pennies
saved.
But then the teacher realized, much to her dismay, that only Ernie was
left.
"Ernie, do you have a story to share?"
Yes ma'am. My daddy told a story about my Aunt Susie. 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 on the way down so the bottle
wouldn't break ,and then her parachute landed her right in the middle of
20 Iraqi troops. She shot 15 of them with the pistol, 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."
"Good Heavens," said the horrified teacher, "what kind of moral did your
daddy tell you from this horrible story?"
"Stay the hell away from Aunt Susie when she's been drinking," he
replied.
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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.
There were all the regular types of stuff: spilled milk and pennies
saved.
But then the teacher realized, much to her dismay, that only Ernie was
left.
"Ernie, do you have a story to share?"
Yes ma'am. My daddy told a story about my Aunt Susie. 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 on the way down so the bottle
wouldn't break ,and then her parachute landed her right in the middle of
20 Iraqi troops. She shot 15 of them with the pistol, 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."
"Good Heavens," said the horrified teacher, "what kind of moral did your
daddy tell you from this horrible story?"
"Stay the hell away from Aunt Susie when she's been drinking," he
replied.
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