[Linuxephus™]

You must find the key within.

I sought the key from with-in, yet in mine eagerness to seek this well spoken of key, did I then happen upon the riddle that to this very moment doth give me nightmares.
And that riddle was in the form of a question asking me: Where's your lips going to be when I slap them off of your face?
Not waiting a moment longer to find it, I did indeed beat a hasty retreat to the nearest sign that read like a beacon in the night; Exit, Stage Right.:lol: