And The Moral Is

A grade school teacher gave the assignment to her class for each student to 
think of a story with a moral to share with the class the next day. The 
following day the teacher asked for the first volunteer to tell their story.

Little Suzie raised her hand and related the following:
"My dad owns a farm and every Sunday we load the chicken eggs on the truck 
and drive into town to sell them at market.  Well, one Sunday we hit a big 
bump and all the eggs flew out of the basket and onto the road."  The teacher 
asked for the moral of the story and Suzie replied, "Don't keep all your eggs 
in one basket."

Little Lucy offered to tell her story next.
She said, "Well, my daddy owns a farm too and every weekend we take the chicken 
eggs and put them in the incubator.  Last weekend only 8 of the 12 eggs hatched."  
When the teacher asked for the moral of the story, Lucy said, "Don't count your 
chickens before they hatch."

Finally, it was Little Johnny's turn to tell his story.
He related,"My Uncle Ted fought in the Vietnam war and his plane was shot down 
over enemy territory.  He jumped out before it crashed with only a machine gun, 
a machete and a case of beer.  After he landed, he drank the case of beer and 
then started to look around to see how to get out.  Just then he was surrounded 
by 100  North Vietnamese soldiers.  He shot 70 with his machine gun, but ran out 
of bullets, so he pulled out his machete and killed 20 more.  The blade on his 
machete broke, so he killed the last ten with his bare hands."

The teacher looked in shock at Johnny and asked if there was possibly any moral 
to his story.  Johnny calmly replied, "Don't fuck Uncle Ted when he's been drinking."