
This is too, too good to ignore.
My seminary's informal mascott is the penguin.
Take a bunch of middle-age or older balding male professors who outnumber the younger women, stick them all in cassocks and surplices, have them walk down the chapel aisle every night for Evensong, and you'll understand why we called their procession the 'Penguin Parade.'
I even have some toy penguins in my office.
Thus ends the late edition of Friday Cat Blogging.
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