
Patriarch pengies could not be sure if what they heard was either eggs hatching or beach decrepitating, so, regardless of the reason, they decided wearing the wintry waves on their waddlers was the day’s only way.
Patriarch pengies could not be sure if what they heard was either eggs hatching or beach decrepitating, so, regardless of the reason, they decided wearing the wintry waves on their waddlers was the day’s only way.
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