Tiny, miniature human... you come here to steal a glance at my greatness, thinking I won't see you. You may be small, but even you cannot escape my attention. You may have won a stolen look of me in my natural habitat, but didn't you consider the possible cost for your trespassing? You cannot be allowed to escape. I must end you... but how? Shall I use my big, puffy lips and strong teeth to mash you to mush? Or perhaps I should use my giant feet, smelly after a recent dance class. The choice is mine. The fate is yours.