Time For Your Medicine
Hiding In Plain Sight
By Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
Photo by Kayla Maurais on Unsplash
Hmmm....Which witch is which
Her cackle became a cough
A dead give-away
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Comments (4)
Is a cough really a dead give-away? Isn't it more of a feeling like I'm "at death's door" give-away?
Haha. Good one.
Oops! Hahahahaha this was hilarious!
Excellent job 👍💓