Speaking of clapping...
My brothers (siblings) and I would have this challenge with each other at assemblies and conventions. We were not yet teenagers. We would see who would be the last one to "clap" once the majority in the audience had already finished. Imagine sporatic one clap beats after the thunderous applause. Like water dripping from a faucet.
Not only did we get dirty looks from the others sitting near-by, but it got our mother angry enough to pinch a hole through our skin with her long fingernails.
Alligator Wisdom (aka Brother NOT Exerting Vigorously by WTS standards)