My granddaughter has a beaten-up, mostly flat, dingy and dull teddy bear. Her name is Yellowbear, and she is my granddaughter's constant companion, waiting for her in her carseat every day after school. My granddaughter figures that EVERYONE needs a teddy bear. I think this was the genesis of the whole idea. Then again, my daughter's Booty Bear is going on 30, and still defends her charges from the monster under the bed every night...
Bruce has bulging biceps, also. The only thing wrong is, I think he needs more hair...