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Source: Dreamworks
Rico isn't supposed to have Marshmeow-meows why?
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I Pinguini di Madagascar
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Source: Showdown on Fairway 18
added by Bluepenguin
Source: Night and Dazed
added by CedarPointPOM
Source: Madagascar 3, me
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I Amore The Penguins of Madagascar!
The only domande I ever ask are:
Why don't più people watch this show?
Those who don't like it need a tread on the toe!

It's so good, it should have it's own day!
14th of July? o the 5th of May?
This mostra is the ultimate key
to laughter, joy and NYC!

The più I watch this show, the più I see
the similarities between Mort and me!
I'm a sheep! Cockadoodledoo!
And I can be an easel, too!

I hope te all enjoyed this little rhyme!
Because, now, I've ran out of words that... rhyme.
posted by thecrazygeinus
Fanguin: n. (fan·gu·en) A fan of The

Penguins of Madagascar
, usually to the point

of being noticable da others. Fanguins can be

identified da penguins themed attire, DVDs,

Videogames, tatoos, plushies, etc. and rattling

off Citazioni from the Televisione mostra at various

times thoroughout the day. Also identifiable da a

Amore of Fanpop, a fansite. Some fanguins are

highly dangerous, crazy, and unpredictable, while

others are mild-mannered citizens with a hidden

obsession.

There are various classifications for fanguins, such as:
•Kowalski’s Fangirls

•Skipper’s Crew

•Private’s Adorers

•Rico’s Renegades

•Marlene’s Mammals

•Dr. Blowhole’s Minions

•*Skilene’s fan and Foes

•And various OCs and fan pairings subcategories

*:See seperate entry
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Source: Twitter: @JoesPizzaKC
Love 01.19.15

There is a price to pay when it comes to “love.”

If anyone knows that, it’s me. No one truly knows how hard my job is. They think I make it look so easy. That’s because I have to bury my emotions to make the hard decisions. I have to feel nothing. I can’t cry, I can’t feel pain, and I most definitely can not let my anger alter my judgement.

Today, I Lost two good soldiers. Manfredi and Johnson, my brothers in arms. And I hold myself accountable.

What many people don’t realize is that war is a duty. The only real choice is whether te accept it, and what te fight for....
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They all gasped as their minds finally grasped who the creature in front of their sub was. Leroy thought his cuore was going to explode as he stared into the eyes of the shark. He was finding it increasingly hard to breathe, and the interior seemed to be growing smaller da the minute. "Dexter," he breathed out.

Private shot a worried glance at the turtle. "Leroy? Are te all right?"

Despite his best efforts, memories were being pushed to the front of his mind. Unwillingly, Leroy was reliving the terror he felt when Dexter had managed to kidnap him some years ago. Outside the sub, Dexter laughed...
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Source: The Penguins of Madagascar Trailer 2
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Source: Penguins of Madagascar Trailer 2
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Source: POM episode (i forgot what episode this is from :P)
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added by Kaiume
Source: ME :3 S2E12
"I have not any new information. At the moment they are simply doing training. The club is doing well. I think one of the members is almost on our side," I said.
"Okay then. Good work. Keep a close eye on them. Especially that Annabella and Ivy. I don't trust any of them neither should you," Dr. Blowhole said.
"Okay, this is agent Scar, signing out."
I shut down my Spycon and headed to my elevator. Great, my daily reports were done, and it was only noon. I still had time to hand out the remaining invitations! 
The doors opened and I stepped up and out. I took a short climb up the volcano. I scanned...
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"Psst! Skipper! Get up," whispered Sky into his ear-hole whilst shaking him. After a few seconds, Skipper opened his eyes groggily and sat up to look at her. "Why the duce did te wake me up SO early?" he asked, slipping out of bed. Sky grinned sheepishly, pulled out the back up calendar and pointed to the date. 'March 31st - April 7th, Prank Week' thought Skipper flatly. "Alright, I'm up. So what's the pranking agenda of the day?" quieried Skipper as he raised a nonexistent eyebrow.
"Ohhhhhh Skippy, THINK FAST!" shouted Emily, appearing in front of them with a rope wrapped around her webbed...
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They finally are up the stairs, when they meet yet another hallway. Private's tiny jaw almost hits the floor. Nigel contuines waddling on down it. His nephew stares up at him, and imitates his every move.
"We're close, Private." Nigel encourages Private. The young pinguino slouches onward, but quickly goes back to recitazione like his uncle. His mother laughs, for she knows she made the right decision.
"Nigel, what does this machine do?" She asks cautiously gesturing toward a colossal rectangluar appliance. It is black on the superiore, in alto and bottom. A shiny object seals vivid minisquel shapes that are held...
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The Sky was dark and it was looked a little red; bloody. As if it knew what had happened. They looked around, the city looked dark and evil, streets were deserted and it looked as if the city was abandoned.
“We need some support” Skipper said.
“We have this” Johnson detto and gave them a shortwave transmitter.
“It doesn’t work here but we can try” Katherine took it “Can someone hear us? We need a help”
No answer.
“Send us a helicopter o information about Blowhole o anything” Skipper said.
“That doesn’t work. We have to separate”
“We’re only four. How can we surround...
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The successivo thing Private knows, he is on the ground; at his mother's feet. Something laid on superiore, in alto of the little penguin. It has to be what had pushed him. It begins to get up.
It is Nigel! He lifts him into his fins.
"Private!" His mother cries, and hugs him tightly.
"There's no time! We need to get out of here!" Nigel says sternly. His voice had no emotion, except urgency. Private had never seen his uncle so serious. He was always so light-hearted and cheery. Goofy uncle Nigel, Private's mother's older brother.
They rush between people and their legs. Most scream, while some men shove through the...
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posted by peacebaby7
Tick...Tock...Tick...Tock...Tick...Tock...

The clock read 2027 hours. Just four hours and thirty-three minuti until October 31st, Halloween. The zoo was scheduled to be open for only half a giorno tomorrow. Children would come in little ghost, ghoul, and goblin costumes, poised to scare the living daylights out of the passerby's.

"Alright boys. What did we talk about?" Skipper asked his team in the HQ.

"Um..." Private began, but Skipper cut him off.

"Remember Private, I don't like it when te start your sentences with 'Um'."

"Aye. Sorry Skipper."

"'s alright. Stay frosty. Now back to my question."...
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