So this penguin is on vacation, riding in Moab in the middle of Summer. Hitting some awesome drops, he's riding like a champ, when suddenly SPLAT!! Oil and grease everywhere, and his front shock is toast. DAMN!

So our tuxedoed friend walks his rig back to town, with the sun bearing down on him. He drops the bike off at the shop, and the mech said he'd take a look at it. Seeing the penguin in distress at the heat, he suggested that it would take a little while, and that there was an ice cream shop next door where he could cool off and wait. As soon as he was done looking at the bike, he'd pop in there and let him know the story.

This sounded like just the thing the penguin needed, so he went next door as advised. "Gimme the biggest ice cream you've got!" he announced, as he plopped into a seat.

If the kid behind the counter was surprised at the fact that a talking penguin just ordered, he didn't show it, and set down a triple scoop of vanilla. But lacking opposable thumbs, our intrepid traveller couldn't handle the spoon... but it was too damn hot, so he just buried his face in the dish, and downed the ice cream in nothing flat. "Another!" called the penguin, and a second dish was gobbled down as greedily.

Two dishes later, the door to the shop opened, and the bike mech walked in. The penguin looked up from the empty dish and said (mouth full) "Well, what's the verdict?"

"Hey there. Looks like you blew a seal!"

The penguin looked at him for a second, and said "This? No way man, it's just ice cream!"