You.

Don’t get me wrong; I’m not calling you simple. You’re just human: you make everything complicated, that’s what you do.

Take love, for example. Two penguins see each other and it’s all like, hey I like the cut of your fur that kinda looks like a tuxedo. And that’s the whole shebang. One penguin doesn’t play hard to get and aloof before “begrudgingly” going for a dinner to a fancy restaurant igloo where they only order the smallest weird bug soufflé which they only push around their plate anyway. There’s no extensive courting period before a big romantic ceremony, which is a shame because they’re already dressed for it.

No, they just see each other and BAM you’re my penguin.

So next time you’re over thinking something and making it complicated, just think: what would a penguin do?