While driving home from Long John Silvers one day, a penguin noticed a troubling noise coming from his car (OK, OK, I know. Flightless waterfowl can’t drive. Lighten up. It’s a joke.) Realizing his flippers could never wrap themselves around a wrench (Or a steering wheel. I get it!!), he decided to take it in to the dealer to have it looked at.
The mechanic took a quick look and told the penguin (OK, WHY he didn't think it was odd talking to a penguin, I don't know, either.) he'd have to put it on a lift for a look.
Pointing to a coffee shop across the street, he suggested, "It's gonna be about a half hour. Why don't you go over there and have a coffee or something?"
Having no choice, the penguin agreed and off he went. As he sat down at the counter, he was disappointed to see they did not serve herring so he selected vanilla ice cream, instead (I know, there's no logical connection between fish and ice cream. Bear with me, we’re almost done.).
Since he had no hands (the only part of the joke which makes any sense), he was forced to stick his beak in the bowl and eat. This, of course, made a mess of ice cream all over his face.
Thirty minutes passed before he looked at the clock and saw that his car was done. He paid his bill (this “bird-themed” joke is too obvious) and waddled out the door without wiping his face (I know you ladies are thinking, "He didn't wipe his face!? Yep, he’s a male penguin!").
He greeted his mechanic just as the car was coming down off the lift, "Well, do you know what's wrong?"
The mechanic fixed him with a serious look and said, "Looks like you blew a seal."
Nonplussed, the penguin replied, "Naw, it's just ice cream."
Ba Dum Bum
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