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.
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" Janie replied. "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."
"Oh My God!" cried the Teacher, "How horrible,......did she live?"
Janie nodded, the said, "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 possible moral to this horrible story could there be?"
Janie replied, "Daddy said the moral of the story was don't MESS with Mommy when she's been drinking."
Am I the only person who doesn't think this is funny? There are several Marines in my family - one is a woman. She takes Semper Fidelis very seriously.
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