I don’t know how this guy can be so calm, because I’d be scared out of my mind. I honestly don’t know whether I’d rather have tea with Tyson or with a real Bengal tiger. I think the same rules apply in either situation: no sudden movements, no loud noises, and avoid eye contact at all costs. Eh, I think I’d rather go with the tiger, for the unrelenting fear that Tyson would take anything I said – no matter how innocent – and take it as me patronizing him, and then beat the ever-loving shit out of me. If I was lucky. Tiger all the way.