John Schoneboom is a bipedal anthropoid who revels in the sensitivity of his own fingertips. Ask him for his card; he's probably got a David Wright in his wallet.
John reckons if you've got a friend who's gone missing and could potentially be dead, god forbid, and it's the fourth quarter of game four and the Lakers have cut the Celtics' lead to single digits, everyone should lay off trying to get him to talk about the friend. If they're dead, it's obviously a real tragedy, but they'll be just as dead after the game is finished.
Proudest accomplishment? Good at memorizing. He can quote you a lot of Bugs Bunny lines. I mean, a LOT of Bugs Bunny lines. You know what I'm saying?
The following features bear John's insidious imprint: