So a penguin is driving down the street when his car starts to sputter and blow white smoke. He limps it into the mechanic who tells the penguin that it'll take an hour or so to diagnose the problem. The penguin decides to spend this time across the street in the strip mall. While walking along the shops he comes across an ice cream parlor where he orders a vanilla ice cream cone. Being a warm day and having flippers instead of hands, the penguin soon has vanilla ice cream all over his face and running down his chest. Realizing that he needs to get back to the mechanic he runs back across the street to see what's wrong with his car. Upon seeing the penguin the mechanic says, "It looks like you blew a seal." To which the penguin stammers, "No, it's ice cream!"