POINT OF VIEW
A man got terribly drunk. Then, late at night, the drunkard was lurching, his body swaying and staggering, as he walked unsteadily on a deserted road when a vicious looking dog started barking menacingly at him.
The drunkard bent down to pick up a stone fixed as a road divider to throw at the ferocious dog.
He could not lift it as the road divider stone was firmly cemented to the earth.
“What a strange place this is,” the drunkard cried in bewilderment, “They tie up the stones and let the dogs go free.”