A page of expressions for Loewy the leafie. Despite having a vulnerable side that wants to cuddle plushies or pour his heart out into music, he's actually kind of a salty ubernerd with a rapidfire wit. He will happily write an entire essay just to throw playful shade at someone; ex. "Why Your Favorite Band Sucks: A Play in Three Acts" is sitting somewhere on Arty's desk after one particularly heated debate.

He's been known to empty out entire shelves at libraries or used bookstores. :)