Whatever you have, I have something that is bigger, more wonderful and certainly greater than anything that you have. For those of us of a certain age, those words sound vaguely familiar. As a kid during and after and after World War II, that set of words could almost always be heard between boys on the playground or in school.
It went something like this. My dad brought home a Japanese flag. Next boy would say that his dad brought home a swastika arm band. The next boy crowed that his dad brought home a samurai sword. Next came that my dad brought home a German luger pistol
This went on forever. Those boasts were probably not true. However, the final brag was always, “My dad brought home an atomic bomb.” Let’s see, “My button is bigger than your button.”