Bias

Pete the penguin was pissed. He'd just finished watching the umpteenth, flipping Christmas special that featured a cute, little penguin wearing a red and white striped scarf frolicking about with Santa and some freaking elves. Pete was sick to death of all the stereo-typing. Here he was- sweating his penguin balls off- on the coast of Africa while the world dreamed of snow. No one associated sun and sand with penguins. Madison Avenue didn't use adorable, swimsuit sportin' penguins to sell sunscreen. But every Christmas, here come the frolicsome, big-eyed penguins to help Rudolph load the sleigh with comic slip and slide action.
Pete could execute the most graceful dive imaginable and held the flock record for catching fish on the fly. Yet, no one had ever offered him a supporting role in a heart-warming holiday special. There were hundreds of different breeds of penguins, spanning the globe. But, all anyone seemed to care about was a few backward cousins living in the frostbite zone.

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Megan the Wonder Bunny