Don’t let ‘em fool you, kid, when all hell breaks loose it’s in little chunks and not everything at once like they’d have you think. Scared talk, that’s what that there is, scared talk to get you all riled up. Hell no! It’s little things you don’t much notice, like your truck actin’ up or your kid takin’ a poke at you when your back’s turned. Or like that good bitch of yours getting killed last winter. Ain’t no sense in a dog gettin’ stomped down like that by some fool horse; none at all, and that’s just what I’m talkin’ about here. You listenin’ kid, ‘cause I ain’t got no time for nursemaidin’ some fool kid too stupid to listen. Hell no I don’t! I got problems of my own. Real problem you wouldn’t know nothin’ about.