A third grade teacher asked her class to come back the next day with a story that you can attach a moral to.

The next day,the first little girl went to the front. “Me and my daddy run a farm and when we went to sell our eggs the basket tipped over and we lost all our eggs. my moral:don’t put all your eggs in one basket.”

A little boy came to the front. “Me and my dad run a farm too,and only six of the twelve eggs hatched in the morel:don’t count your chickens before they hatch.”

A second little girl came up and said: “My uncle Eddie was a fighter pilot in Vietnam, and was shot down over enemy territory. All he had floating down was a bottle of whiskey,a machine gun,and a machette. He drank the whiskey to not waste it and landed in the middle of a hundred vietnamese soldiers. He killed seventy with the machine gun,twenty with the machette before it broke,and ten with his bare hands.”

“O my god! How does that have a moral to it?”her teacher asked.

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Suicide Bomber …..

Abdul was meditating, getting prepared to strap on a suicide bomb, when suddenly his friend Ahmed appeared to him in his dream.

“Ahmed, bless Alah! Soon I will be joining you in paradise.”

“Abdul, you might not want to be so quick to go blow your self up.”

“Why? Isn’t it all that we’ve been told it is in heaven?”

“Well yes, it is very nice, but the 72 virgins aren’t what they’re cracked up to be.”

“Really? Why do you say that?”

“You ever see what kind of girls die a virgin?”

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