The Sunday School classes assignment was to prepare a story with a moral.

Little Suzy went first. "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 and one Sunday he hit a big bump and all the eggs flew out of the truck onto the road."

"And the moral of the story is."

Suzy replies, "Don’t put all your eggs in one basket."

"Very good, Suzy. Now how about you, Mary?" Mary says, "My dad also owns a farm and every weekend we take the chicken eggs and put them in the incubator and last weekend only 8 of the 12 eggs hatched."

"And the moral of the story is…"

Lucy replies, "Don’t count your chickens before they’re hatched."

"Very good, Mary. Now how about you, Johnny?"

And Johnny says, "My dad doesn’t own a farm, but my Uncle Ed fought in Vietnam and his plane was shot down over enemy territory and after the crash all he had to survive on was a case of beer, a machine gun and a machete. So he drank the case of beer, but then a platoon of 100 Viet Cong found him. He shot 70 of them before his machine gun ran out of bullets so he pulled out his machete and killed 20 when the blade on his machete broke so he had to kill the last ten with his own bare hands."

The Sunday School teacher was in shock. "What possible moral could there be to that story?"

And little Johnny replied, “Don’t f..k with Uncle Eddie when he's been drinking.