Aunt Karen

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.

Ashley said, "My father's a farmer and we have a lot of egg laying hens.

One time we were taking our eggs to market in a basket on the front seat

of the car when we hit a big bump in the road and all the eggs went flying

and broke and made a mess."

"What's the moral of the story?" asked the teacher.

"Don't put all your eggs in one basket!"

"Very good," said the teacher.



Next little Sarah raised her hand and said, "Our family are farmers too.

But we raise chickens for the meat market. We had a dozen eggs one time,

but when they hatched we only got ten live chicks, and the moral to this

story is, "don't count your chickens before they're hatched."

"That was a fine story Sarah. Michael, do you have a story to share?"

Yes, my daddy told me this story about my Aunt Karen. Aunt Karen was a

flight engineer in the Gulf War and her plane got hit. She had to bail out

over enemy territory and all she had was a bottle of whiskey, a machine

gun and a machete. She drank the whiskey on the way down so it wouldn't break

and then she landed right in the middle of 100 enemy troops. She killed

seventy of them with the machine gun until she ran out of bullets. Then

she killed twenty more with the machete until the blade broke. And then she

killed the last ten with her bare hands."



Good heavens," said the horrified teacher, "what kind of moral did your

daddy tell you from that horrible story?" "Stay the fuck away from Aunt

Karen when she's been drinking."

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