Yep! Much
invigorated and back from our 'covert operations' course we're ready
to rejoin the fray. You'll be delighted to hear that as a result of
our specialist training we can now snap a man's - or woman's....we're
not sexist - neck with a mere flick of the wrist! Should come in
handy next time we're exposed to one of those endless cult 'chairs'..... you know the type.... “My sponsor this, my sponsor that... the sun
shines out of my sponsor's every orifice” etc interspersed with the
usual mantras … “get a home group”, “get a sponsor”, “do
what your sponsor says”, “happy, joyous and free”, “never had
a bad day in AA”, “misery is optional” with generous dollops of
somewhat glutinous gratitude ladled over the lot and an occasional
witticism thrown in besides (usually plagiarised from the
aforementioned sponsor). Those of us not rendered entirely comatose
by this 'performance' (coz that's what it is!) might just be able to
apply the above 'wrist flick' and put the poor bugger (and the rest
of us) out of our collective misery (there you are! Maybe misery is
optional after all!). Anyhoo that's all for now. Got to get off to
the bathroom to see if we can finally get this bloody make-up off
(camouflage paint, you idiots! Camouflage paint!)
Cheerio
The Fellas
(Friends of Alcoholics Anonymous … and deadlier than a cobra's
strike!)
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