Peachy Keen
The family comes to Atlanta for a visit, March 2007.
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Oh, I didn't realize that that visiting the aquarium is a formal affair. My apologies.
Steph looks around, swearing that every time she approaches the penguin exhibit she hears Morgan Freeman's voice.
Ah-ha! Now who's captive in an unnatural environment! Silly humans, foiled again!
Says here that "African penguins may have up to 300 feathers per square inch on their body."
(I didn't know, either, but nod knowingly. Tilt your head for added effect.)
No Gabriel, this isn't what penguins see under the ice in the Arctic.
Mom's got the look of someone who just realized a meteor is headed their way,
only she doesn't know how to let everyone know just yet.
As Gabe proves, it just goes to show that the classics never die. Groovy, eh?
You know you don't have to act with me, babe. You don't have to say anything, and you don't have to do anything. Not a thing. Oh, maybe just whistle. You know how to whistle, don't you? You just put your lips together and ... blow. ... Preferably while riding a plastic sea horse.
Bill's No. 1 advice for Nate? Don't do anything you'd regret when a reality show digs it up on Google later.
Blimey, guess I'm the catch of the day, eh? Nudge nudge, wink wink, know what I mean, say no more, say no more!
"Aw, I eenie meenied when I should have miny moed!"
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