Tunda the tribal warrior’s on his first visit to the big city. In the evening he visits a tavern where the tankards of stout are served on small felt coasters. When Tunda’s finished the beer, he sees the coaster, shrugs, and eats it. When the landlord brings him a refill, he wonders a moment, then he puts a fresh coaster down. After this has gone on a few times, Tunda orders: ‘Hey! Another stout for me, but this time without the cookie!’
