In a classroom of third graders, the teacher says to the kids, “Today, class, we
will be telling stories that have a moral to them.” She explained what a moral
to a story was and asked for volunteers. Little Suzie raises her hand.
Suzie: ” I live on a farm and we have a chicken that laid 12 eggs, we were
excited to have 12 more chickens but only 6 of them hatched.”
Teacher: “That’s a good story, now what is the moral?”
Suzie: ” Don’t count your chickens before they are hatched.”
Teacher: “Very good Suzie, anyone else?”
Ralphie: “Yes teacher, I was carrying some eggs I bought for my mom in my
bicycle basket one day and I crashed my bike and all the eggs broke.”
Teacher: “That’s a nice story, what is the moral?”
Ralphie: “Don’t put all your eggs in one basket.”
Teacher: ” Very good Ralphie, anyone else?”
Little Johnny: ” Yes teacher, my Aunt Karen is in the army and when she was in
the Gulf War, she parachuted down with only a gun, 20 bullets, a knife, and a
six-pack of beer. On her way down, she drank the six pack. When she landed, she
shot 20 Iraqis and killed ten of them with her knife.”
Teacher: “Very interesting, Johnny, what is the moral to your story?”
Little Johnny: “Don’t f**k with Aunt Karen when she’s drunk.”
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