A penguin, having reached the middle of his life, realizes his office job at the zoo aquarium is really middling. He has trouble accepting that this is all he will get out of life. Crisis is upon him.
Having considered his place in life, he decides new experiences and reaffirmation of self are what he needs, and he sets out to do this in a most American of ways: ROAD TRIP!
Halfway through his trip, he has reached the desert, near the border with Arizona and Nevada. At this point, his car breaks down and proceeds to spew steam from under the hood.
He quickly surmises that this setback is beyond the scopes of his penguin powers; and he, being a penguin stranded in the desert, is in mortal peril. Unsure of his fate, he resolves to keep a stiff upper beak; and sticks a flipper out behind his car on the roadside, waiting…
Fortunately, not too much later; he's given a ride into town, which is only a couple miles away. At the nearest garage, he gets the mechanic to tow his car back into town. Once they get the car into the shop, the mechanic says "Well hey, fella, it's gonna take me a bit to figure out what's up with her. Why don't you come back in about an hour?"
The penguin agrees, and considers what to do with his hour in the small desert town, realizing he will likely never be there again. He begins to wander the town, observing the auspices of rural desert life.
A while later, he comes across an ice cream shop a few blocks from the garage, pausing, and then realizing how perfect it is. He, a down on his luck penguin, had found an Ice Cream shop! In the desert! He knew immediately the comfort an ice cream cone would bring him.
Walking up to the counter, he is entranced by the thirty some-odd flavors. He samples many, but settles on a gold standard and personal favorite: Two Scoops of Vanilla Bean ice cream in a waffle cone. He's so excited at the prospect of his desert ice cream after the trials of the day that he doesn't even notice how messily he's eating the ice cream. Being a penguin, his flippers and beak are ill equipped for ice cream consumption.
After finishing his ice cream, he basks in his own satisfaction for a minute before walking back to the garage. When he walks in the door at the auto shop, the mechanic shouts at him from across the garage:
"It looks like you just blew a seal!"
"Oh… no, dude, it's just ice cream!"