reminds me of a joke I love to tell:
A man walks home from work each day past a long stretch of high brick wall. As he passes he hears the chant of, "Ten! Ten! Ten!". Every day he hears, "Ten, Ten, Ten!" , as he passes.
He walks past the wall for months.
"Ten! Ten! Ten!" always, "Ten! Ten! Ten!"
Finally, after almost a year, his curiosity gets the best of him.
He grabs an old milk crate to stand on, and, on tippy toes, and with great joy, finally pulls himself over the edge of the wall to see just what, "Ten, Ten, Ten" was all about.
An inmate of the insane asylum smacks him in the head with a brick. He drops to the sidewalk. Dead.
There is a brief moment of silence, and then the chant starts up again:
"Eleven! Eleven! Eleven!"