The room grows silent.
"Your grade is... sixty eight."
The crowd chatters, but is silenced by a shrouded figure jamming an educators yardstick into the floorboards, sending off little splinters in many different directions.
"M-m-me? I got number sixty eight?"
Says a small boy in a croaked tone, barely managing to squeak out the few words he could say.
"Yes my child. On this day, you have been blessed with the sixty eighth grade, an admirable honour in our class."

"T-then... does that mean-"

"Yes. You have been gifted such a unique honour, something only few can say they have attainted such greatness to reach the status of the sixty eighth grade. My dear child, you may now think of anything in life-or beyond-that you may desire. Dearest student, you are now granted anything you could possibly want. One wish to gain anything imaginable. Such power truly-"

"Well? What do I get?"
A husky voice of a chubby child rings out, demanding an answer to a nigh impossible question.

"Gracious lord... I am sorry to have not gotten to you sooner..."

The crowd goes silent, then sudden whispers erupt from the onlookers.

"A privilege like no other... my young liege, you are now permitted a right like no other. Only the sacred Thirty One Righteous are allowed this right. I now bestow upon you... the right to eat Burger King!"

The crowd goes absolutely wild, clawing each other and crushing one another just to get a look at the magnificent man, a man who can now eat Burger King.