If you can think of it, you can find it in Second Life. Well.. not really, but you can find lots of things, things weirder than you would have ever imagined.
One morning, a typical morning at the square in which nothing special happened and all the rich men had once again lost their wallets, such a morning. You get it, on this fine morning I had a chat with Rachael and a couple of the other girls. While I was busy staring at the teleport point, I suddenly saw something fly by: a penguin.
Since penguins don't fly by themselves, this got me curious. Another penguin followed before I found out it was Rachael, standing behind me, who was slinging them away.. one by one. I asked her about the peculiarities of this sport and she explained. Soon I was busy as well, slinging penguins in the direction of the teleport routing point. There were no men coming in anyways.
A penguin can fly about 12 to 15 metres, if you throw them hard enough.
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