Enemy Jokes / Recent Jokes

A teacher of a fifth grade class gave her students an assignment. The assignment was to ask their parents to tell them a story with a moral at the end of it.
The next day, the kids came back and each had a turn to tell their stories.
"Peter, do you have a story to share?" she asks one child.
"Yes, ma'm; my daddy told a story about my Aunt Carol. Aunt Carol was a pilot in Desert Storm and her plane got hit. She had to bail over enemy territory and all she had was a small flask of whiskey, a pistol, and a swiss army knife. She drank the whiskey on the way down so it wouldn't fall into enemy hands and then her parachute landed in the middle of twenty enemy troops. She shot fifteen of them with the gun, but ran out of bullets. Then she killed four more with the knife, but the blade broke. Then she killed the final soldier with her bare hands."
"Good heavens!" said the horrified teacher, "What kind of moral did your father teach you from more...

Far away in the tropical waters of the Caribbean, two prawns were swimming around in the sea - one called Justin and the other called Christian. The prawns were constantly being harassed and threatened by sharks that patrolled the area.
Finally one day Justin said to Christian, "I'm bored and frustrated at being a prawn, I wish I was a shark, then I wouldn't have any worries about being eaten..."
As Justin had his mind firmly on becoming a predator, a mysterious cod appears and says, "Your wish is granted," and lo and behold, Justin turned into a shark.
Horrified, Christian immediately swam away, afraid of being eaten by his old mate.
Time went on and Justin found himself becoming bored and lonely as a shark. All his old mates simply swam away whenever he came close to them. Justin didn't realise that his new menacing appearance was the cause of his sad plight.
While out swimming alone one day he sees the mysterious cod again and can't believe more...

Twas the night before Christmas and all through the camp,
Everyone was busy making sure security need not re-vamp.
The posts were manned and the T-walls were aligned in a row,
Making sure no one could get close to deliver a gift with a throw.

The soldiers where sleeping all laying on the ground
While mortars flew overhead; round after round.
The officers in their tent and I trying my best,
Had just settled down for a long miserable rest.

When out on the perimeter there arouse such a clatter.
I sprang from my cot to see what was the matter.
Away to the bunker I quickly did flee,
Tore my trousers and busted my knee.

The moon was shining on the freshly fallen dust,
Made everything around look to be made from rust.
When what to my weary eyes should appear
There is a hole in the perimeter wall I fear.

The senior commander stood proud and tall,
Begin to give orders for one and more...