My uncle brought me three penguins to visit with as a gift. I was playing with the penguins in a liquor store when a dog got in and hurt one of them. The largest penguin got so upset with me for not protecting the others that it learned how to fly and communicate telepathically, flew up to the top shelf with the fine wines, and told me in no uncertain terms that all birds would hate me forever and I would never touch a bird nor hear their songs again.



















