The polar bear had expected things to be a bit different down south, but this was just too much. Not only could the birds not fly like up north, but they were the most unnatural, stuffy-looking little creatures he'd ever laid eyes on. He just couldn't help but chuckle to himself upon seeing the preposterous bulges they had to keep their eggs warm. But the real irreverent laughter came when he discovered that the ones on the eggs were the males. He just couldn't help himself.

Meanwhile, the penguin just glared, greatly offended, and muttered with contempt, "Yankees..."

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