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A teacher gave her fifth grade class an assignment: Have your parents tell you a story ending with a great moral lesson in life.
The next day, the kids came back and, one by one, began to tell their stories.
There were all the regular types of stories like “Don’t worry over spilled milk.”
There was only one student left to tell their story…the teacher said "Janie, do you have a story to share?"
''Yes ma'am. My daddy told me a story about my Mommy. She’s a Marine fighter pilot who served 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 (15-shot magazine), killed four more with a knife, 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?”