Club Penguin. That game, where you do countless unnecessary tasks in order to get fake money with a fish on them so you can dress up your penguin in ridiculous satire in an attempt to have fun. Or you could go be a spy or some stuff and stop an evil polar bear from destroying the world. Yeah, a POLAR BEAR. Polar bears are endangered, what kind of sick forgettard makes a polar bear a symbol of evil. And you can always make pizza, because those penguins apparently love pizza, but they love it so much that rather than cooking the pizza and making it right the chefs will hire ANY BUM FROM OFF THE STREET to do a crappy job at making some crazy "sardine hot sauce jalapeno pizza" OR, you could blow off ALL OF YOUR MONEY on these crazy loving alien creatures with no legs or arms that these sick forgets call Puffles. These little bastards will eat you alive when you sleep. EAT. YOU. ALIVE.
So yeah, Club Penguin. That game, that Disney bought.
