Stand forth and recieve yet another tale of the grandest of all hippos.
This particular hippo, being the grandest, was named the grand hippo, and it was his job to fight assholery across the world. He had but one weapon to fight the powers of deuchebaggery, his mind. While the hippo was a great creature and definately very physically powerful, he reserved his physical strength for only the most desperate of times. Nay, the power of the mind was stronger than the power of huge crushing jaws and large blunt pulverizing teeth. The hippo would outwit his apponents causing them to do harm to themselves. Coupled with the Grand Hippress, a warrior of undoubted strength, and always with a Grand Visor, a Visor of undoubted advisoringness; the grand hippo would find it hard to reach a point when violence was the answer.

This is a passage from the book of scriblings on a napkin; as told by the grand visor.