A joke Aunt Barb LMAO

**Katt721** · June 26th, 2002, 02:44 PM

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 Barb. Aunt Barb 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 away from Aunt Barb when she's been drinking."