Odin: (noticing the bean bag chair we have provided him) What matter of throne is this for the Mighty Odin?
BT: The best kind of chair in the world is the matter, that’s what! And cut that third person shit out right now or this interview is over.
Odin: My apologies, citizen of Midgar. My boy, Thor, starting doing that ages ago. It is utterly annoying, yet as infectious as the plague.
BT: Which bring up the reason for our interview today, the upcoming movie you are co-starring in, “Thor”; based on your son’s popular comic book line. Care to tell us what it’s like to work with Kenneth Branagh?
Odin: Movie comics with my son? What matter of speech is this? I thought I was brought here to warn all of the next cycle of Ragnorok. Tell me, is this “Branagh” a Frost Giant?
BT: Not sure, I’ll have to check his IMDB page. Are you telling me you know nothing about a new film or any Marvel properties bearing your son’s name?
Odin: Verily! Do you attest to say that you are unaware of the necessary cycle of death and rebirth that is Ragnorok?
BT: Sounds like a season of “Dancing With the Stars”, so count me uninterested.
Odin: (sighs heavily, rubs his temples with his hands) So be it. Would you care to tell me a tale of these, “Marvel properties” of mine son’s namesake? Such as, what is a comic book?
BT: Oh they’re totally kick ass! Check it out, I got one right here.
Odin: (paging through my copy of Thor #600 [yeah I have a copy with me, so what?]) I see. Tell me, do all comics portray the women folk with such enormous bosoms?
BT: Pretty much all of them, actually.
Odin: Splendid! These are much more satisfying than the “female portraits” that good Balder provides me. Though the gender is a bit tough to perceive, this one is suppose to be fair, lady Sif.
BT: (hands me a charcoal drawing on a rock of a stick man saying, “Make love to me Odin!”) If its porn you want, at least I think that’s what you want, check this out.
Odin: (paging through the recent issue of Hustler[yeah I have a copy with me, so what?]) What in the name of Bor is this?! (throws the magazine back at me)
BT: Sorry, guess that one is a little bit graphic to someone with such delicate sensibilities. You might want to stick to Maxim. Anyway, you quite obviously have a boner right now so is there anything you’d like to add before I ask you to leave.
Odin: (red-faced and desperately trying to hide his erection) Y-yes. Take heed for the end is nigh, soon the Rainbow Bridge will be in ruins and all will come to an end!
BT: Rainbow Bridge? You mean the gay bar downtown? They tore that down and put up an Applebee’s months ago.
Odin: (appears to be in great pain) Then I am already too late! Forgive me my brethren! (leans forward and sobs into his hands)
BT: Come on man, close-up your robe! You’re worse than my grandpa when I visit him at the nursing home.