Where can his face be reached for comment?

He cried 12 separate times while writing this.

Ok. I’m in. You pussy.

… and then he immediately breaks down crying, sobbing, whimpering… babbling something about how God spoke terror and knowledge to him … through a cup of apple cider … and he then produces a convoluted diagram involving dragons, the eternal feminine, and the concept of regret, all depicted as different kinds of mens suits.