





“Hey Loki Loki Loki! Hey Loki Loki Loki!” “I say there! You, you’re like bothering me, Glenda Girl.”



“You get where I’m coming from, Glenda Girl?”
She can’t talk with her mouth full, Loki!
“Stupid Paparazzo! I can’t take it. I just can’t bear to look! Or is it bare to look? Or a bare look! It’s like that age-old kitty conundrum, ‘Do you bare your soul or bear your soul?’ Maybe it’s like if you have a hot soul, you bare it, and if you have a grizzly soul, you bear it. Again, I can’t bear or bare it. I’m so confused.”



























































