John

A jolly old swine who can't keep his hands out of the tart basket. A winsome loon who delights all with his pageantry. A glorious warrior king driving his enemies before him. A sassing bastard whom people feel compelled to plot against. A hulking baboon wielding his genitals like a billy club, and human onlookers can sense a deeper thought process at play. A light of understanding unique to this randy but focused ape. Sometimes they put papers in front of him. Pictures or equilateral triangles. Sometimes the baboon traces them in the dirt. Sometimes he adds to them his own dark and troubled details. A smiling clown was redrawn as a horrible stroke victim clown, palsied, locked in a scream of pain. And always the monkey was silent, never making even a grunt. They knew he wasn't mute because sometimes he would cry out in his sleep. Terrible things about bandits and winged horrors. Little by little he grew out of it, though.