See, these two penguins walked into a bar, which was really stupid, 'cause the second one should have seen it.
See, these two penguins walked into a bar, which was really stupid, 'cause the second one should have seen it
See, these two penguins walked into a bar, which was really stupid, 'cause the second one should have seen it. A hilarious incident unfolded at Main Street Pub and Grille last Friday when a misfortunate few species-specific individuals casually made their way into the drinking establishment. The flippers and webbed feet that usually guide them gracefully through the icy waters of their natural habitat proved inadequate when navigating the slippery floor of the pub.
To the delight of onlookers and the bafflement of the two polar inhabitants, the first penguin foolishly strolled through the entrance, causing the rest of the patrons to erupt in laughter. The second, somewhat smarter penguin, who should have been able to see it coming – or, more accurately, feel the icy floor leading to its collision course with the bar – appeared to be oblivious to the situation and stumbled in behind its predecessor. The sounds of hilarity that echoed the pub could be compared to the traditional roars and jeers of a group of revved-up football fans.
As the two birds found themselves bafflingly unharmed, still standing at the edge of the bar, the crowd could not contain their excitement. The head bartender, who, presumably, had never before encountered a bar-hopping penguin, fumbled with a small, soggy towel as he tried to dry off their wet coats, leaving footprints of water dripping onto the floor. The icy appearance of the duo stirred confusion within the establishment, as none could determine if these aquatic birds had simply forgotten whether they had left the bathroom wet from a recent dive or if this was their idea of paying the bar a visit.
The encounter soon became the talk of Main Street Pub and Grille as news of the misstep snowballed. The two curious characters remained unfazed by the commotion, instead turning their curiosity toward the new environment. One, braver than the other, took a few tentative steps to get a closer look at the mysterious human inhabitants and their refreshments.
The talented barman, never missing an opportunity to entertain the crowd, handed the fearless polar explorer a coaster with a tiny umbrella and a paper parasol. Amazed at the delicacy, he made a motion toward his own beak indicating a recommendation to copy him, but both magnanimously declined. While the humans and the birdling exchanged bewildered glances of amusement, the once-stupefied first penguin traduced a belly-giggle-like laugh, contemplating his own outrageous behavior.
Intrigued, the bar-goers nodded thoughtfully at the penguins' conundrum, exchanged quips with the bartender, clapped and cheered for the feathery patrons, while still suspiciously eyeing the water-logged bar stools. From that day on, it is said that Main Street Pub and Grille has been known in the neighborhood for its offbeat sense of humor, and the amazingly unpredictable penguin visitors, who walked through the door in search of a little companionship close to home.
