Mage, Puffy and Penguin are traversing the apocalyptic wasteland of the future.

There's something on Mage's mind. She speaks up.

Mage: "Master, there is a lot of penguin kids, scripting, ricing, confused-distro-hoppping, yet scared to follow the path of the FISH..."

Puffy: "I don't see how that's my problem. When they're ready to swim, they'll swim."