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[doggonemad]

Pain in the ass, ya mean.

[throughbamboo]

Nah, I like 'em. Just too energetic for me.

[doggonemad]

Eh, they're good kids. — most of 'em.

[throughbamboo]

Most of 'em.

'Pparently one of 'em bullied one of mine into doin' that. The nice kind of bullyin', I guess.

[doggonemad]

Huh. Yeah, that sounds 'bout right.

[throughbamboo]

Be good for 'em to relax, I think. They're as bad as I am 'bout workin'.

[doggonemad]

An' maybe they'll help some've mine mellow out. Maybe.

[throughbamboo]

Maybe, they are pretty mellow.

As long as yours don't give 'em some project to do, anyway.

[doggonemad]

God. I can see it happenin'.

[throughbamboo]

Just a matter of time, eh.

[ordering a drink, finally]

[doggonemad]

[ getting one as well. ]

'til they realize it, anyway.

[throughbamboo]

. . . well, it ain't like mine'll see it as a bad thing. It'll make 'em happy.

[doggonemad]

Mine are menaces. All of 'em.

[throughbamboo]

S'a lot of menaces.

[doggonemad]

I know. Fuck me, right?

[throughbamboo]

Dunno. They the bad kind?

[doggonemad]

Eh, mostly not.

[throughbamboo]

Mmm. Don't think ya'd deal with 'em if ya couldn't handle a couple'a menaces.

[doggonemad]

Menace is on a slidin' scale. If they're a menace to the point where I can't work with 'em — they don't respect me or they intimidate the other talent or they engage in behaviors an' I can't get 'em to knock it off for whatever reason — then I drop 'em, simple as that.

[throughbamboo]

[he nods a bit]

S'what I figure. Ya ain't a pushover.

[doggonemad]

Damn right I ain't. I know what I want.

[throughbamboo]

I did get that impression, heh.

[doggonemad]

For work, anyway. Heh . . .

[ takes his drink, looking down at it. ]

[throughbamboo]

It ain't like that outside of work?

[doggonemad]

My shit's always complicated. That's the way it is.