Story With A Moral

One day at the end of class little Billy's teacher asks the class to go
home and think of a story to be
concluded with the moral of that story. 

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

Little Lucy went next. "My dad owns a farm too. Every weekend we take
the chicken eggs and put them in
the incubator. Las weekend only 8 of the 12 eggs hatched." Again, the
teacher asked for the moral of the
story. Lucy replied, "Don't count your chickens before they hatch." 

Next up was little Billy. "My uncle Ted fought in the Vietnam war, and
his plane was shot down over
enemy territory. He jumped out before it crashed but could only take a
case of beer, a machine gun, and a
machete. On the way down he drank the case of beer. Then he landed right
in the middle of 100
Vietnamese soldiers. He shot 70 with his machine gun, but then he ran
out of bullets! So he pulled out his
machete and killed 20 more. Then the blade on his machete broke, so he
killed the last ten with his bare
hands." 

The teacher looked a little shocked. After clearing her throat, she
asked what possible moral there could be
to this story. "Well," Billy replied, "Don't fuck with uncle Ted when
he's been drinking."