Sitting together on a train, travelling through the Swiss Alps, were a Kiwi, two Aussie blokes, a young blonde lady, and a little old lady. The train goes into a tunnel, the carriage is plunged into darkness and a few seconds later there's the sound of a loud slap. When the train emerges from the tunnel, the Kiwi has a bright red hand print on his cheek. No one speaks. The old lady thinks: That Kiwi must have groped the blonde in the dark, and she slapped his cheek. The blonde thinks: That Kiwi must have tried to grope me in the dark, but missed and fondled the old lady. She slapped his cheek. The Kiwi thinks: That Aussie must have groped the blonde in the dark. She tried to slap him but missed and got me instead. The Aussie thinks: I can't wait for another tunnel, so I can slap that Kiwi again.