»§«:*´`³¤³´`*:»«:*´`³¤³´`*:»§«:*´`³¤³´`*:»«:*´`³¤³´`*:»§«
BOO! We used to have a lady by the name of Mrs Mc Reynolds, who was a widow lady who lived in our neighborhood that was a double for a witch. She even had the wart on her long hooked nose and wore her gray hair long and flowing and had a heavy cape to keep her warm when she rode her horse. The cape was secured with a huge safety latch pin like a huge safety pin. She came to our house one day on her horse and was talking to my dad out in the yard. he mentioned a guy at one point in the conversation and she replied "Yeah, he is really a fart smeller". She had been laughing at the time and suddenly stopped and got on her horse and rode home. My dad nearly cracked up. I can remember him telling this story so many times and literally laughing his head off each time he told it.
BOO!
We used to have a lady by the name of Mrs Mc Reynolds, who was a widow lady who lived in our neighborhood that was a double for a witch. She even had the wart on her long hooked nose and wore her gray hair long and flowing and had a heavy cape to keep her warm when she rode her horse. The cape was secured with a huge safety latch pin like a huge safety pin.
She came to our house one day on her horse and was talking to my dad out in the yard. he mentioned a guy at one point in the conversation and she replied "Yeah, he is really a fart smeller". She had been laughing at the time and suddenly stopped and got on her horse and rode home.
My dad nearly cracked up. I can remember him telling this story so many times and literally laughing his head off each time he told it.