Then she landed right in the middle of a hundred enemy soldiers
She killed seventy of them with the machine gun until she ran out of bullets
Then she killed twenty more with the machete till the blade broke
And then she killed the last ten with her bare hands.”
“Good heavens,” said the horrified teacher, “What did your father say was the moral of that frightening Story?”
The child said:
“Stay away from Aunt Karen when she’s been drinking.”