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Three random words

I asked my friend Bard to give me three random words. Let me see what the universe is trying to tell us today. The words I was given were hippopotamus, confetti and siesta. First of all I will be using hippo for short otherwise I will risk twisting or biting my tongue. My friend Bard tells me that hippos have the longest tongues of any land animal. Their tongues can grow up to two feet long. How fast can you say this? A hungry hippo hiccupped happily, while hoping for a hot dog.

It must be hip to be a hippo as they get to take siestas all the time. According to my friend Bard: While hippos are known for their lazy lifestyle, it's actually quite important for their survival. Hippos have very thick skin, which helps to protect them from the sun and from other predators. However, this thick skin also makes it difficult for them to cool down. By taking siestas in the water, hippos are able to stay hydrated and cool.

If I had a pet hippo I would want to celebrate its birthday with a pinata and some confetti ice cream. According to my friend Bard: The average lifespan of a Hippo is 36-50 years in the wild. In captivity, hippos have been known to live for up to 60 years. That is a lot of birthdays to celebrate. I found a store on Amazon that sells hippo confetti. When I tell you, people think of everything.

As a wise old hippo once said, when life gives you three random words make a blog post. That would be a blogopostamust. As Yoda would say, "blog post, you must!" World Hippo Day is celebrated on February 15th and celebrates these beautiful animals and encourages people to take action to prevent their extinction. A cool name for a hippo appreciation group could be HIPPO which would stand for Hippopotamus Interest Preservation and Protection Organization.

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