I grew up in a northeastern NJ town filled with Scots and a few British folks(older people), and had an Irish grandmother.
I can follow him just fine.
In a high school we did a scaled down version of ‘ My Fair Lady’’
I was Colonel Pickering’’.
Did pretty good at it if I do say so.
That he hollers every word, but still mostly delivers through clenched teeth, doesn’t make it easier.
It is very annoying, since he is smart enough to moderate it. I truly loathe his verbal tic of making a slight pause where a "T" should be. Many New Yorkers do that also -- "button" = BUH un.
That said, I do find him interesting and no longer care desperately about horndogs who take advantage of stupid, starstruck or climber girls, unless the girls are genuinely stupid, handicapped, or underage. They have to learn somehow, since apparently their families failed them in "What All Guys Really Want 101."