Long-time readers of Bright Meadow will know that penguins are evil. The reasons are legion, and their evilness does not stop me from loving them and finding them awesome in any way. In fact, their evilness might be part of the reason I like them so much.
Now, I have always tried to be controlled when it comes to soft toys. One minute you have a soft spot for something, and the next time you look around, every shelf is lined with doilies and a gazillion weird china cats are staring down at you. *shudder*
I have resisted the temptation to bring home the multitude of cute penguin toys that are out there. I have been strong. Yet somehow, the penguins have followed me home. There are enough of them now to seriously worry me. These guys are WAY past plotting world domination. I swear I wake up in the middle of the night and I can hear them working out invasion plans for Betelgeuse.
If you never hear from me again, you know who to blame…
Ahh! I so want the Penguins of Death for my own collection! That’s just adorable!
But evil. I mean, they are the Penguins of Death. How more evil can you get?!