Morale of the Story

A teacher gave her fifth grade class an assignment:

Get their parents to tell them a story with a morale at the end of it.

The next day the kids came back and one by one began to tell their
stories.

"Johnny, do you have a story to share?"

"Yes Ma'am. My daddy told a story about my Aunt Caren. She was a 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.

She drank the whiskey on the way down so it wouldn't break and then her
parachute landed right in the middle of twenty enemy troops. She shot
fifteen of them with the gun 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 kind of moral did your daddy tell you from this horrible story?

"Stay the Fuck away from Aunt Caren when she's drinking."