The Pig Brains Story

At one time I was active in a medieval recreationist group: kings & queens, lords & ladies, tournaments & feasts & all that. It was great fun and remains great fun to this day for many family and friends. At one such feast, the King was presented with a special dish: pig's brains.

[... They say this is a great delicacy, for brains are mostly fat and convey flavor well. I shall never know by direct experience, for that would require consuming pig's brains. If you know the truth of it, please comment after. But I digress...]

The king and his party sampled as much as they wanted. Much remained.
The King called over the Master of the Feast, who was not his friend.
"Offer this," the King commanded, "To the entire hall."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The Master of the Feast struck the floor with his staff * BAM * BAM * BAM * commanding silence.
"MY LORDS AND LADIES! THE KING WISHES IT KNOWN THAT HE HAS THE BRAINS OF A PIG."
The King grew red, understandably so.
"Take that," the King commanded, "back."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
* BAM * BAM * BAM *
"MY LORDS AND LADIES! THE KING WISHES IT KNOWN THAT HE DOES NOT HAVE THE BRAINS OF A PIG."