Joe, ‘the loveable perv’ Sherv, is the Equivalent’s equivalent of Hunter S. Thompson.
A maverick.
A rogue.
A bum.
After a brief, unsuccessful, attempt at trying his hand(s) at radio tuning, he looked down at his shoes, thought for a minute, and looked up at the moon. “The stars?” he thought, “They don’t seem that far.” He grabbed his binoculars. “Of course! Spying, letchery…perving, that’s my game!”
He tirelessly perfected the art. Taking vigorous notes, he found the twists and flicks of rotating radio knobs could be transferred to the delights and frights of shorthand.
His skills made the Equivalent stand to attention. He was now a member.
His writing was less rough than Dimond, and far less messy than Seaman.
No longer just a small time boy, walking down the boulevard.
He’s now the cowgirl king of the rodeo. Let the good times roll…