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 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 Barbara."

"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 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 fuck away from Aunt Barbara when she's drinking"