There’s a joke about how at a military school, the tradition was that an upper classman always sat with a table of plebes at dinner. The tradition also held that when the dessert tray came, it was given to the upper classman and he immediately passed it to the plebe next to him and ended up taking the last dessert.
At one table, when the upper classman received the dessert tray, he would stick his thumb into the largest one and declare, “That one is mine!” One day, the plebes decided to teach him a lesson. So when the dessert tray came, the upper classman stuck his thumb in the largest dessert and declared, “That one is mine!”, and passed it the plebe next to him. That plebe stuck his thumb into the same dessert and declared, “That one is his!”, and took a different dessert. This repeated all the way around the table.
There’s a joke about how at a military school, the tradition was that an upper classman always sat with a table of plebes at dinner. The tradition also held that when the dessert tray came, it was given to the upper classman and he immediately passed it to the plebe next to him and ended up taking the last dessert.
At one table, when the upper classman received the dessert tray, he would stick his thumb into the largest one and declare, “That one is mine!” One day, the plebes decided to teach him a lesson. So when the dessert tray came, the upper classman stuck his thumb in the largest dessert and declared, “That one is mine!”, and passed it the plebe next to him. That plebe stuck his thumb into the same dessert and declared, “That one is his!”, and took a different dessert. This repeated all the way around the table.