Don’t mess with the military

 

The Woman Marine  Pilot

  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.

There were all  the regular types of stuff: spilled milk and pennies  saved.  But then the teacher realized, much to her  dismay, that only Janie was left.

  “Janie, do you  have a story to share?'

  ''Yes  ma'am.  My daddy told me a story about my Mom. She was  a Marine 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 the bottle wouldn't break, and then  her parachute landed her right in the middle of 20 Iraqi  troops. She shot 15 of them with the pistol, 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 did your Daddy tell  you was the moral to this horrible story?

 

"Don't mess  with Mommy when she's been  drinking."