I usually try to avoid bombarding you. Because let’s be serious. Once a day is really enough to keep our bond strong.
I like to think that it keeps the mystery alive.
But this, THIS has been weighing on my heart all day. And we all know the best way to work through this sort of thing is to talk it out.
So here we are.
I think you should read this.
No, seriously. Read that.
Don’t say I didn’t try.
So, here’s my thing. Prehistoric penguins didn’t look like the penguins we know from festively accurate movies like Surf’s Up and Happy Feet or even the exhibit at the zoo. We get it. Even though Cro-Magnon Man and Woman wouldn’t have been able to identify their coloring as being “tuxedoed,” we totally care about that sort of thing.
(And who is to say that the Penguins weren’t sporting the tuxedo of the time, honestly?)
What I want to know is why NO ONE is concerned about the fact that the damn thing was ~5 feet tall and had giant beak.
Forget the tuxedo, prehistoric penguin was not a cute movie-bird with fluffy feathers and a heart full of love. Prehistoric penguin was a behemoth varmint that was probably hunting us and tearing us to shreds.
But seriously, I swear-to-God I’m more concerned about whether or not it was sporting a tuxedo that was epoch-appropriate.