Back in my day we weren't born knowing how to type, we had to take classes and practice.
I keep finding my house key on the fence in the backyard. Give it back, squirrels! It's not one of you!
Can't find your keys? Whistle for them and the pooch will bark so you can find them!
Wait, is the one eating brains the work key or the locker? Or is that the bullet wound? Zombies, you're so confusing!
Your keys hold the power of home ownership, lightning holds the power of electricity. they are one in the same.