Key to loyalty
In days of old, when knights were bold, and beauty was numerous an loyal. This particular knight was leaving for a crusade and called for one of his squires. 'I'am leaving for the crusade; here is my key to my wife's chastity belt. If in 10 years, I haven't returned, you may use the key.' The knight set out on the dusty road, armoured from head to toe, and took one last look at his castle. As he was ready to ride off, he saw the squire rushing across the drawbridge, jelling for him 'WRONG KEY, SIR!'
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