For 21 days I treated the Bad Monkey like a borrowed hammer, using it to dispatch three animals, slice overcooked eland steaks, and cut brush. The high-carbon blade held an edge like a politician holds onto a lie, and the knife welds to your hand due to a deep index-finger recess in the handle and jibbing along the blade’s spine. An Emerson Wave hook is designed to snag your pocket and open the blade as it’s drawn, and there’s also a thumb stud for one-hand opening. I took it home and after field dressing two deer, I finally had to sharpen it. If the Vikings had carried Bad Monkeys, we’d all be speaking Old Norse and praying to Oden.