Today I’m going to write a story about a zoo but I don’t know who should tell it –
1 the lion
2 the ostrich
3 the penguin
4 the bear
The zookeeper is also an option, he knows everything that happens in the zoo but he doesn’t know what the animals THINK which would be a problem.
I am doing 3 – the penguin.
Once upon a time there was a penguin.
What else can I put?
Once upon a time there was a cold penguin who lived in the cold. He was cold. His penguin wife was cold, his penguin kids were cold, his penguin mother was cold, his penguin father was cold, his penguin brother was cold, his penguin sisters were cold, they were all cold, but they huddled together in a big group like it showed on that penguin film when all the mothers fucked off and left the FATHERS in charge of the kids, what’s THAT all about, MRS PENGUIN, why don’t you stay with your kids? No one’s saying you can’t have a job or a social life but it’s a well known fact that when a child is ill the one person in the world it wants is its MUM. And what happens when MUM isn’t there? I’ll tell you what happens –
HYSTERICAL HISSY FITS
TYRANNICAL MASS MURDERY ON AN INTERNATIONAL SCALERY
Oh, I didn’t want it to be a sad story, I wanted it to be happy, I wanted the little penguins to dance with their happy little feet and be warm and cosy and safe.
Why does life have to be so cruel?