Was That A Penguin?
I went to the store last night because I was in desperate need of much needed groceries (actually it was because I really wanted some Ben & Jerry’s chocolate fudge brownie ice cream and coffee heath bar crunch ice cream). When I was putting everything in my car, I saw something astounding.
Something rubbed up against the back of my leg right as I put m precious ice cream in my trunk. I quickly turned and saw a penguin. It wasn’t a real penguin. It was either a little kid or a little person in a penguin suit, penguin head and all. First of all, my would he/she/it (you never know, it could be an alien or something in disguise) be in a something so warm and black (and in case you didn’t know, black attracts heat) on a boiling day like this. It was at least 80* outside. Second of all, was this person/possible-alien-trying to-be-in-disguise (or maybe it was an actual penguin disguised as a penguin because no one would ever suspect a penguin to disguise itself as a penguin) some kind of genius. It was amazing. Had he/she/it figure out the meaning of life?
It made me want to get in a penguin suit and follow it and it wouldn’t matter where we went. We could be jolly penguins together. I watched it waddle away and finished putting the last of my groceries away. I swear, I wasn’t going to follow it. But then, right as I was reaching up so I could close my trunk (and at 4 feet 9 inches this sometimes requires a little jump) I heard it say, “Pen-guin. Pen-guin.” That was it. The signal for me to follow it and figure out what it was.
I jumped up, closed the trunk, and flew into my car (I didn’t really fly but it felt like it). Right as I was about to back up an old lady started to slowly pass behind me with her walker. No!!! The penguin was going to get away. As she moved in slow motion, a line of cars started to form behind her. Not only was I going to have to wait for her to pass, but now I was going to have to wait for the giant line of cars with angry passengers to pass. When I finally got the chance to back up and leave, the penguin was long gone. I went up and down a few streets to see if I could find it, but I couldn’t.
If any of you see a someone/something that’s about 3 ft tall pass by in a penguin suit and says “Pen-guin, Pen-guin”, I urge you to stop whatever you are doing, tackle it down, and unmask it. This is very important. An alien or penguin invasion might be happening right under our noses.
Something rubbed up against the back of my leg right as I put m precious ice cream in my trunk. I quickly turned and saw a penguin. It wasn’t a real penguin. It was either a little kid or a little person in a penguin suit, penguin head and all. First of all, my would he/she/it (you never know, it could be an alien or something in disguise) be in a something so warm and black (and in case you didn’t know, black attracts heat) on a boiling day like this. It was at least 80* outside. Second of all, was this person/possible-alien-trying to-be-in-disguise (or maybe it was an actual penguin disguised as a penguin because no one would ever suspect a penguin to disguise itself as a penguin) some kind of genius. It was amazing. Had he/she/it figure out the meaning of life?
It made me want to get in a penguin suit and follow it and it wouldn’t matter where we went. We could be jolly penguins together. I watched it waddle away and finished putting the last of my groceries away. I swear, I wasn’t going to follow it. But then, right as I was reaching up so I could close my trunk (and at 4 feet 9 inches this sometimes requires a little jump) I heard it say, “Pen-guin. Pen-guin.” That was it. The signal for me to follow it and figure out what it was.
I jumped up, closed the trunk, and flew into my car (I didn’t really fly but it felt like it). Right as I was about to back up an old lady started to slowly pass behind me with her walker. No!!! The penguin was going to get away. As she moved in slow motion, a line of cars started to form behind her. Not only was I going to have to wait for her to pass, but now I was going to have to wait for the giant line of cars with angry passengers to pass. When I finally got the chance to back up and leave, the penguin was long gone. I went up and down a few streets to see if I could find it, but I couldn’t.
If any of you see a someone/something that’s about 3 ft tall pass by in a penguin suit and says “Pen-guin, Pen-guin”, I urge you to stop whatever you are doing, tackle it down, and unmask it. This is very important. An alien or penguin invasion might be happening right under our noses.
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