It’s the old joke. A rich man a poor white man and an immigrant (or the scapegoat of your choice) sit at a table with a dozen twinkies on a plate. The rich man grabs 11 and tells the poor white man the immigrant is trying to steal his Twinkie.
During the war in Afghanistan, I played in a band with a couple army guys, and the leader would always say they were just getting home from Milksgonebad Afghanistan
On an oboe, it would be playing turkey through a straw. A very small straw.