A penguin is driving through Arizona when his AC quits on him. Being desert conditions and him being, well a penguin, he needs to have it fixed before he can continue. He pulls into the next auto repair place.
“I can take a look at it,” the
mechanic says, “but not for like an hour. I need to finish this job first.” The
penguin is increasingly uncomfortable in the hot garage and asks where there's
a place with AC he can wait in. Preferably for free. The mechanic directs him
across the street to the supermarket.
The penguin hot tails it across
the road and sure enough the place is cooler but he's an overheated penguin so
he wanders the aisles looking for the coolest spot. Standing in front of the
ice cream freezer is good but, he thinks, what really looks like heaven is
being inside the freezer. He looks around, the coast is clear, and he opens the
door, climbs in and snuggles deep amongst the frozen quarts of Hagen Daz.
He also hasn't eaten in a while
and the Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough looks so good. He can't resist pulling off
the lid and dipping his beak in. Before he knows it, he finishes the whole
quart. Fat, cold and happy, he dozes off.
He wakes up confused when someone
lets the freezer door slam. Seeing it's been almost two hours, he sneaks back
out of the freezer and goes back to the garage.
The mechanic has his head under
the penguin's hood when he gets there. The penguin asks, “Can you see the
trouble?” The mechanic looks at the penguin and says, “Looks like you blew a
seal.”
The penguin looks shocked for a
moment and then wipes around his beak. “Oh no,” he says, “That’s just ice
cream.”
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