A Tale of Faulty Inferences

The train rushes across the Hungarian countryside. In a compartment sit a mother with her attractive daughter, a Nazi officer, and a Hungarian official. When the train passes through a tunnel, the compartment is engulfed in darkness. Suddenly there is the sound of a loud kiss followed by a shattering slap. When the train emerges from the tunnel, no one says a word, but the Nazi officer's face bears the unmistakable signs of having been slapped.

The mother looks at her daughter and thinks, "What a good daughter I have. She certainly showed that Nazi he can't fool with her."

The daughter looks at her mother and thinks, "Mother sure is brave to take on a Nazi officer over one stolen kiss."

The Nazi officer stares at the Hungarian official and thinks, "That Hungarian is clever. He steals a kiss and gets me slapped, and there's nothing I can do about it."

The Hungarian official stares blankly as he thinks, "Not bad. I kiss my hand and get away with slapping a Nazi.”