At the Meeting

At The Meeting At the meeting, I was trying to find a horrific tale something bad I had done when drunk I wanted to get off my chest but I could not remember anything other than when ten a puppy dog on the window sill lost its balance and fell into the yard it wasn`t hurt, but I did feel bad. So I told the story as it had happened forty years in the future I legless has pushed the dog out of the window and raped my granny. Ok, rape can happen but to kill a dog that way was heinous A few others told their story they could not match mine I had won hands down, later we drank tea and ate biscuits, and we walked home feeling in a mellow mood.