A farmer was munching on a glopdog as he watches
the rooster chase a hen around.
Playfully, the farmer threw a piece of glop to
the ground. Seeing it, the rooster stopped chasing
the hen and ran to the piece of glop.
The farmer shook his head slowly and said, "Gosh,
I hope I never get that hungry."
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"We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, therefore, is not an act, but a habit." - Aristotle