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 told 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 Janie was left.
"Janie, do you have a story to share?"
'Yes ma'am. My daddy told me a story about my Mommy. She was a Marine 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 did your Daddy tell you was the moral to this horrible story?"
Well if it makes you feel any better, before I noticed that I was about to post to ask if this was an in-joke American thing! I'm glad in a way because it just shows the brain cells are not dead yet (mine I mean!)
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Not that I am in love with Arizona, which is known for it's racist policies concerning Mexican American studies in public schools, as well as racial profiling. However, a gunman who killed one person and wounded 5...
This here is about life and a day when men gave their hearts to women and women had it better than today.This is about this song. That my daddy sang to me as a child and we had on old Wurlitzer and all us kids danced to...