recently one of my brothers had us over for a visit. we were sitting around his kitchen table eating little muffins and drinking mountain dew. my brother was trying to get a sense of the cancer, treatment so far, etc. i picked up one of the muffins to be used as a 'visual aid', and aimed it at the 'class.' the muffin was a 3d object, the class consisted of my brother, the godfather, and our two youngest daughters. the muffin top had a blueberry on it, i said pretend this is the nipple. dave said ok. and i pointed, and 'educated', and said, and here is the side, and the cut was made here, and the other cut was here, and so on.
the godfather, who is a troublemaker, was misbehaving in class. he was 'listening' to the 'lesson', but then said 'wait a minute.' i said 'what?' as though i was really a teacher. he reached across the table, grabbed the muffin, bit off the top, and gave it back.
that was that.