Hippos here, hippos there. Hippos everywhere!

Yours looks famished, for sure. Not sure that’s the flex you think it is though. Mine on the other hand, is unbothered. Moisturized. Happy. In his lane. Focused. And, dare I say, flourishing.

Make sure to take care of yourself too, Loïc: facing someone like me is enough to make a man go hippo – uh, psycho!