Why I Was Arrested
So, it all started when I was in a club dancing with a girl.
Well, more of a woman than a girl, really. A mature lady.
And dancing probably isn’t the right term. More like flailing.
And when I say ‘with’, I mean in the general proximity of.
And the place wasn’t much like a club
In fact it wasn’t a club at all.
It was a carpark.