What’s the worst thing you’ve ever done Jonny Bing?

‘What is the worst thing you’ve ever done Jonny Bing? Like the worst?’

‘I once thought I could achieve it all, went for it and missed. I had this mad idea about being a mechanic, fixing it all, it didn’t work out. I felt terrible after that.’

‘No Jonny Bing, I’m talking about the worst thing you’ve ever done to someone else.’

‘Oh, that’s easy. I once knew a guy, they called him Tony Stevens, but I called him Blue Slim. He was always looking blue and didn’t eat much. Anyway, Slim was by the hotdog stand, like always, just watching the people buy the hotdogs and eat them. Fat Red said he got a kick out of it or something. Anyway Slim was with a girl this day and the girl was real pretty. Big legs, big ass, a handful on top and these green eyes you could see from the car. So I get’s out of the car and starts talking to them. I know she’s looking at Bing for trouble, so I get back in the car and pretend I’m going for a nap. I sit there for three hours whilst they talk by the stand. It gets dark and Slim eventually gets around to leaving, so I follow her down the block and I start talking to her. She stops, leans in and gives my eyes a look at the balls in her blouse.’

‘So what did you do Jonny Bing? What did you do?’

‘It gets too much for me so I grabs one of the balls. I go in through the top of the bra, my fingers brush past the nipple and I hold it in my palm. She screams like crazy, claws at my jaw, dragging her nails down my neck. She then heads off and I go to the bars, thinking nothing of it.’

‘So what about Blue, Jonny?

‘So I see Blue the next day, by the hotdog stand, he says he wants to take me for a walk. So I agree, I know what he knows and he knows what I know and we both know we ain’t walking. Blue takes me to this marsh, out by Medium Mauve’s place, up near the river. He takes me there and pulls the knife, he says he knows and he’s here to cut me a little. I tell him that he’s making a mistake and he says that he knows he’s not and tells me what I did. I then explained to him that he’s not making a mistake with the facts, he’s making a mistake with me. Then I pull out the steel and give him a couple. That’s all it took with Slim.’

‘So where did you put him Jonny Bing?’

‘I left him there, lying in the open. The bullets were factory, not personal, no one knew we were there, his girl would never say a word if she knew and if she didn’t, she wouldn’t have the words to say.’

‘So how do you feel about it now Jonny Bing? How do you feel?’

‘Terrible. I dream about Slim’s fingers coming up from my soul and pulling my mouth apart from within, he rips my skin off my face as easy as a monkey on a banana. Every second night I get him in my dreams. On the nights where he’s not there, I dream of the cells and the police kicking at my door and dragging me to the cage.’

‘Do you ever rest Jonny Bing?’

‘I always dream of him but it is getting easier in the day. He’s not distracting my mind when my eyes are open. Now when I’m sucking on sauce or fucking some broad, he goes for good. Time is what I need. I need time.’

‘You’ll make it Jonny Bing.’

‘Why?’

‘Because you’re Jonny Bing.’

‘Yeah… I’m Jonny Bing.’