I need to own this. Look how his feet are bare and his toenails painted nicely black. I would like to acquire several of these and line them up in a row behind my bed. Sometimes I feel like him - large and bulbous, disease-ridden, pock-marked, a fright in the night, a chunk of balloon-viscera that hovers above. Heavy and weightless at the same time, very nice. I heart you Baron, even though you are a meanie.