Some years ago, in a land far, far away, where penguins huddle together to protect their unborn young, a green, glass bottle, with a peculiar piece of paper inside, was washed to shore. The King of penguins declared to his people that this curious object from foreign lands was a sign of hope in the never-ending winter that they, and their ancestors, had suffered with such dignity. An ice temple was built to house the bottle of purest green and penguins from far and wide visited the temple to pray and so forth. Believing the code on the peculiar piece of paper held the answers to everything, the King hired the best penguin scholars of all the land to try and decipher it. Alas, so far their efforts have been in vain but little do they know that the text on that piece of paper inside the curious, green, glass bottle that they have worshipped for so long, is the mad, gibbering biog of Suds & Soda; and the only one that there will ever be.
So sadly, the identity of Suds & Soda will remain a secret until penguins learn to read English or until someone extremely brave makes the long and treacherous journey to uncover their secrets.
P.S. I do believe that the penguins are offering complimentary en-suite bathrooms to anyone who makes it that far :) /a
