A Story about Morale.

So the teacher asks little Charlie if he can tell the class a story about morale. Little Charlie starts telling a story about he's uncle Jhonny when he was back in Vietnam and his plane got shot down. All Jhonny could bag on him was a case of beer and a parachute. On the way down he noticed he was heading straight into an enemy camp, while drinking the case of beer. When finally on ground he chews up half a beer bottle and stabs the first enemy in the neck, he then launches at 3 people pounding them all to death with his bare hands. Grabs a small knife before 5 people surrounds him. Kills off all 5 people with multiple stab wounds without breaking a sweat and eventually eliminates the whole camp single handedly.
A bit in shock the teacher asks little Charlie what the Morale of that story was.
- Dont fuck with my uncle Jhonny when he's wasted.