In days of old, when knights were bold, this
particular knight was leaving for a crusade and
called one of his squires: "I'm leaving for the
crusade. Here is the key to my wife's chastity
belt. If, in 10 years, I haven't returned, you
may use the key."
The knight sets out on the dusty road, armored
from head to toe, and takes one last look at
his castle.
He sees the squire rushing across the drawbridge,
yelling, "Stop! Thank goodness I was able to
catch you. This is the WRONG KEY."
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"We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, therefore, is not an act, but a habit." - Aristotle