Stanley Livingston, in deepest Africa, finds a cannibal restaurant. The specialty of the day is brains fried doctor brains for twenty bucks, saut-ed architect brains for twenty-five bucks, and roasted attorney brains for two hundred bucks. Livingston, perplexed," asks the waiter why the attorney brains are so costly. The waiter snorts,
"Do you know what a job it is to clean those suckers?"