Morals

Posted May 23, 200717 yr

A teacher gave her class of 11 year olds 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.

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

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?" the teacher asked.

Enrique replied, "Don't put all your eggs in one basket".

"Very good", said the teacher.

Then little Gazza raised his hand and said, "Our family are farmers too, but we raise chooks for the meat market. One day we had a dozen eggs, but when they hatched we only got ten live chicks and the moral of this story is; 'Don't count your chickens before they hatch".

"That was a fine story Gazza. Now, ... Will, do you have a story to share?".

Will said, "Yes, my Dad told me this story about my Aunty Sharon;

Aunty Sharon was a flight engineer on a plane in the Gulf war and her plane got hit. She had to bale out over enemy territory and all she had was three bottles of rum, a machine gun and a machete. She drank all the rum on the way down so they wouldn't break, and then she landed in the middle of a hundred 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. Then she killed the last ten with her bare hands".

"Good heavens", said the horrified teacher. "What kind of moral did your father tell you from that horrible story?".

Will replied, "Stay the f*ck away from Auntie Sharon when she's been on the wizz".

Rick.

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