A blonde girl went on a trip to Italy with her even blonder father. When they returned from their tour, she informed a friend that he liked all the Italian cities, but most of all he loved Venice.
"Venice, eh?" said the friend. "I can understand why your father would like Venice with its gondolas, and all..."
"Oh, no," the young lady interrupted, "it wasn't that. He liked it best because he could sit in the hotel and fish from the window."
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"We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, therefore, is not an act, but a habit." - Aristotle