Moral of the Story
A second grade teacher was teaching her class the meaning of the phrase, "moral of the story". As she was done explaining, she asked if anybody could give her an example.
Little Jeffrey shot his hand up and said he had and example.
"My dad is a farmer and he showed me one morning how the first birds to wake up could get the earthworms that were crawling around. By the time the rest of the birds woke up, all the worms were gone.The moral of the story is the early bird gets the worm."
The teacher smiled and congratulated little Jeffrey. She asked if anyone else had an example.
Little Lucy went next. "My dad owns a farm too. Every weekend we take the chicken eggs and put them in the incubator. Last week, only 8 of the 12 eggs hatched. And the moral is don't count your chickens before they're hatched."
The teacher congratulated Lucy as well and asked again if anyone else had an example.
Little Johnny stuck his hand up in the air and was called upon to give his example. "My Uncle Ted fought in 'Nam and his plane was shot down over enemy territory. He jumped before the crash, but could take only a bottle of scotch, a machine gun, and a machete. On the way down, he drank the bottle of scotch. He landed in the middle of 100 Viet Cong soldiers. He shot 70 with his machine gun, but he ran out of bullets, so he pulled out his machete and killed 20 more. Then the blade broke, so he killed the last ten with his bare hands."
The teacher was a little shocked, but asked what the moral could be.
Johnny said, "Don't fuck with Uncle Ted when he's been drinking."
