Snurfen
August 2nd, 2004, 10:12 PM
A teacher had given her class an assignment. She asked the pupils to get their parents to tell a story with a moral at the end.
“So what have you got for me Johnny?”
“Well” replies Johnny, “My mum told a story about my Dad. Dad was a pilot in Desert Storm, and his plane got hit. He had to bail out over enemy territory. All he had was a hip flask of whiskey, a pistol and a survival knife. He drank the whiskey on the way down, so that it wouldn’t fall into enemy hands and then his parachute landed in the middle of 20 enemy troops. He shot 15 of them with the gun until he ran out of bullets, killed four with his knife until the blade broke, then killed the last with his bare hands”.
“Good grief!” said the horrified teacher. “What kind of moral did your mum teach you from such a gruesome story?”
The lad replied “Don’t f*ck with my Dad when he’s been drinking”.
“So what have you got for me Johnny?”
“Well” replies Johnny, “My mum told a story about my Dad. Dad was a pilot in Desert Storm, and his plane got hit. He had to bail out over enemy territory. All he had was a hip flask of whiskey, a pistol and a survival knife. He drank the whiskey on the way down, so that it wouldn’t fall into enemy hands and then his parachute landed in the middle of 20 enemy troops. He shot 15 of them with the gun until he ran out of bullets, killed four with his knife until the blade broke, then killed the last with his bare hands”.
“Good grief!” said the horrified teacher. “What kind of moral did your mum teach you from such a gruesome story?”
The lad replied “Don’t f*ck with my Dad when he’s been drinking”.