3 men sat behind them.
Bcz their habits blocked the view, the men badgered the nuns to make them move.
1st guy yelled, "I’m moving to Utah. Only 100 nuns there."
2nd guy yelled, "I’m moving to Montana. Only 50 nuns there."
3rd guy yelled, "I’m moving to Idaho. Only 25 nuns there."
Mother Superior turned & said kindly, “Go to hell. There are zero nuns there."
And when someone breaks our wings, we simply continue to fly...
Usually on a broomstick but we're flexible like that