Recovering

I've been taking it easy on patrols the last few days. The scratches on my back have closed up, but I'm still a bit tender back there.

Right now I'm worried. I've got a girl coming to visit me. I'm interested in her, she's interested in me.

The problem is, she doesn't know I'm the Punchernaut. She just knows like... the real me. The regular me.

I can't just neglect my duties while she's here, but I can't let her catch me, either.

She's from pretty far away, so she's probably never even heard of the Punchernaut. She does seem interested in super humans because sometimes she mentions the super hero in her town.

The Iris Pirate.

She showed me a picture of her once. The Iris Pirate. She wears an eyepatch.

I friggin' hate that. She probably doesn't even need it. I hate ANYBODY in the super hero business that wears an eye patch.

If Nick Fury were real, I'd rip his other eye out.

If I ever go to visit this girl... I'll hunt down that Iris Pirate and make it so she DOES need that eyepatch. I'll suck her eyeball right out of her head and pop it with my teeth.

I HATE OTHER HEROES WITH EYEPATCHES!!

I am strong!!