69signetv8
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The teacher gave her fifth grade class an assignment: Have your parents tell you a story with a moral at the end.
The next day the kids came back and 1 by 1 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. 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 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 **** away from Aunt Carol when she's been drinking." :drunken:
The next day the kids came back and 1 by 1 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. 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 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 **** away from Aunt Carol when she's been drinking." :drunken:
