Eh, you sayin’ Loaka likes girls?
Ye’d be right, eh. Loaka likes ’em pretty ones all. Loaka likes touchin’ and bumpin’, ya? Ye wanna touchin’ Loaka? O’ course ye do, eh.
Loaka don’t get why fellas make big deal of it, eh? Ones what like the same and not, all of ’em make a big deal. Some’a dem say is very good, tell everyone, other say very bad an’ y’goin’ ta be in trouble wit’ someone, eh. No one really needa care what make ye loins happy, eh? E’cept for ’em what is makin’ ye loins happy, heh heh heh! Likin’ those bits or dese bits ain’t makin’ ya different or special, no more t’an likin’ ye meat burnt or bleedin’, eh?
Is impurrtant ye rememb’rin’, ya.