To your mind, this page represents a massive setback, because for a while there you believed the story might have been gathering some semblance of narrative coherence, but no, nothing's changed at all. It's more aggressively meaningless bullshit. Then again, you don't know why you thought the story was getting better, because it's not like you were actually reading it. You guess you were just imagining a better story was happening while you were breezing through thousands of pages without actually reading them. Your story never seems to miss an opportunity to ruthlessly punish you for engaging with it in any way.
So let's see, what's going on here. You aren't even going to dignify the humorous ape's existence because you're trying not to look directly at it, lest you be triggered into violent spasms of laughter. You're breathing heavily enough as it is, having glimpsed the legendary primate for a millisecond.
The Fünke Jester appears to be confused where Reagan came from, but you know perfectly well on one of your side quests, you journeyed through hell to retrieve Reagan on page 3333, either as a powerful ally, or a morally complex villain figure who's been posing as a friendly party member for about 13000 pages. You think it's probably the second one, because you don't trust him at all. It looks like Cyberflothers is being his usual wretched self, but there's no need to take action, as you already dealt his karmic punishment by strangling him to death in a random desert. Besides, it would upset baby Daunchy.
The gray guy carrying the infant Daunchyclone in his premium tactical baby harness would suggest the dreaded Hugh Laurie is nearby pulling the strings again and mixing up canons to piss everybody off, but you're guessing the Fünke tulpa may have no knowledge of Laurie's vile machinations in this arc.