Disclaimer: don't you just love it when ideas hit you but you
can't get any money off of them because someone else owns the
things involved? yeah, that's the case here. DC owns these two,
not me.  yeah yeah yeah, I'm nutzo for putting up another story
while running three series, but this had to be done! Besides,
it's a one shot. Deal with it. *evil laugh*  Anger Management
Bruce gripped his forehead, trying not to scream. Very very
hard. He'd seen them all day. They were everywhere. His
secretary and two outside calls had contacted him about this,
reminding him of future sessions.  But he wasn't the one who
signed himself up. It wasn't a court order either. The culprit
behind this would be unavailable for at least two more hours.
And he was so going to get it.  Why did he need anger management
classes anyway?   "Sir," his secretary started, popping her head
into his office for a moment, still thinking of what he said
earlier.  "I'm not going to Mr. Slide's class Mrs. Murro," he
repeated, a bit of a bite in h