A drunk staggers into a Catholic Church,
enters a confessional booth, sits down but says nothing. The Priest coughs
a few times to get his attention but the drunk continues to sits there.
Finally, the Priest pounds three times on the wall. The drunk
mumbles, "ain't no use knockin; there's no paper on this side either."
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"We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, therefore, is not an act, but a habit." - Aristotle