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Does anyone remember a post about penguins being evil?

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Lifer
Because they'll waddle up to the edge of the ice and push one poor sap in to see if there are any predators? Does anyone remember this post and have a link to it?
 
In my younger days, I became very fond of a peguin I knew. His name was Riley. We met in the summer of 1992, I was outside, playing football with my brother. When we happened upon an injured penguin. I asked his name, and he said "Riley! Riley! That's my name, ask me again, I'll tell you the same!." Alot of people say that was the day I finally snapped. Not me. I say it was the day that Riley and I became one. We did have our fights, but we also had the best of times. We did everything together. Through the good, and the bad, he was my shoulder to cry on. It was not until years later though, through intensive therapy, that I found out Riley was actually my own arm. How I wish I could see Riley again, or hear him speak..."Riley! Riley! That's my name...."
 
Originally posted by: Zysoclaplem
In my younger days, I became very fond of a peguin I knew. His name was Riley. We met in the summer of 1992, I was outside, playing football with my brother. When we happened upon an injured penguin. I asked his name, and he said "Riley! Riley! That's my name, ask me again, I'll tell you the same!." Alot of people say that was the day I finally snapped. Not me. I say it was the day that Riley and I became one. We did have our fights, but we also had the best of times. We did everything together. Through the good, and the bad, he was my shoulder to cry on. It was not until years later though, through intensive therapy, that I found out Riley was actually my own arm. How I wish I could see Riley again, or hear him speak..."Riley! Riley! That's my name...."
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Will you share some of your stash? 😀:Q:laugh:
 
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