So, Faith caught my attention and so I decided to see what ol’ Max headcase was up to these daze, thankfully I have the luxury of an art disc to point me where to go. If I see vomit or piss, I ain’t watching it simple as dat, bitch, so the other two scenes get tossed, but there was something about Faith that lured me in to peeping piss be damned. At first it seemed like Max had returned to the style that I favored but the nostaglia soon was replaced by nausea, but through the pall of depression, I did find some hilarity in the art disc.