My boys informed me today that they have formed a good behavior club. Of couse, I instantly thought it was some very localized off shoot of the Blue Knights and they would be spurring each other on to great virtues. Images of impeccably dressed boys treating each other with impeccable politeness danced in my head.
I was promptly informed the goal of the club is to slay dragons rather than, shall we say, use good table manners.
At least I now know what they think when I tell them to be on their good behavior: Grab a sword and keep an eye out for dragons.