When the tomatoes were nice and ripe and red, overnight, some 200 hippos came out from the river and they ate everything. (Laughter) And we said to the Zambians, "My God, the hippos!"
Quando i pomodori divennero belli, maturi e rossi, in una notte, 200 ippopotami vennero fuori dal fiume e mangiarono tutto. (Risate) Dicemmo agli Zambiani, "Mio Dio, gli ippopotami!"