Journal #4, July 6, 2007

Wow. That was fucked up. Johnny had to stake Sharky. Now, it was to save my own ass, but still, it was messed up.

See, there was this shovelhead perv that was stalking chicks outside of clubs trying to get his fangs in them. Well, we caught up with him and when he tried to make a move, we got in position. Johnny got into the open to try and protect the chick and see what the shovelhead would do. Now, Sharky was supposed to circle around the back and make sure the shovelhead didn’t run. Or if worse came to worse, to surprise the shovelhead from behind and start beating him then. But fuckin’ Sharky, always jumpin’ the gun, started beating the fuck out of the bastard almost from word go. You know that scene in that ‘effed up movie, Pan’s Labyrinth? The one where the captain was beating the nose into that one guy’s face? Caved it in, right? That’s what Sharky was doing to the shovelhead, except with his bare fists. Now Johnny figures we gotta not just ash the shovelhead, that maybe we can interrogate the bastard and if necessary, ash him later. So Johnny pushes Sharky out of the way. Ooops. That was bad. Sharky went all frenzied and shit and before it was all over, Sharky broke my leg, dented my head, and took a chunk out of my neck with his fangs. Sharky is one tough bastard and goddamn fucker can hit harder than a freight train.

So really, what choice did I have? Either get beaten into torpor, get my heart’s blood drained by a frenzied friend, or stake him to get him to stop?

You know, other mother fuckers make fun of Johnny knowing Drunken Monkey. But goddamn if that didn’t save Johnny’s ass. Lured the rampaging bastard in and then staked him out of nowhere. Didn’t even realize what had happened don’t think.

So the shovelhead and Sharky are both staked and in separate storage units waiting for the monthly rant.

Sure as shit hope that Sharky understands what happened and why Johnny did it…