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Flying School For Witches

We are flying upside down and slightly sideways Witches with attitude until the end of their days. Sure, we sometimes end up in pots and other places But we have a terrific time when we fly into spaces. We are older now, and some of us have lost part of our mind. The empathy makes it special, and most of us try to be kind. We have opened this school for the ones who ride a short bus. And for others, our main driving teacher is old Mrs. Cuss. I ran into a truck the other day and the driver got out and laughed. He was driving toward the zoo, and out stuck a rather ugly giraffe. We all have great sense of humors at this flying school I started. We might have dementia, and we’re old, but we are truly kind-hearted.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2021




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Date: 10/15/2021 1:25:00 PM
Ah, this is so funny. (chuckling) I think we had a driving instructor named Mr. Cuss! And, boy, did he ever!
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 10/16/2021 2:01:00 PM
I have never met a bus driver who did not cuss and on a regular basis.

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