Leishi was grossed out. And he ate people. He didn't mind taking on Abraham Lincoln, or Gandhi. They may not be worthy of worship, but at least they were worthy of respect. Even James Dean was better than this. But Paris Hilton. He looked at himself in the mirror. She was just so sparkly. And what had she ever done? The Simple Life? Carry around a tiny dog? Oh, he had never longed for his forest back more than at this moment.