Uncle Charlie

A teacher was giving class lessons in morals and asked for examples.


Little Mary stood up and said,
'My father is a chicken farmer and when we collect the eggs each morning, we take more than one basket, so you don't put all your eggs in one basket.'


'Very good, Mary,' said the teacher. 'Any more morals?'


Little Johnny stands up.
'During the war,' he says, 'my Uncle Charlie was alone in a fox-hole with a rifle and a bottle of whisky.'


'A whole German battalion was approaching him, so he had a big gulp of the whisky and fired all his bullets at the Germans, killing at least 100. He fell back into the fox-hole, took another large swig of whisky and ran out and used his bayonet and rifle butt to kill all the Germans left.'


'That's very brave of your uncle,' said the teacher, 'but where's the moral to the story?'


'Well.' said Johnny, 'You don't f*** around with Uncle Charlie when he's been on the piss.'