So we are to fly a mop, certainly more fun then cleaning with one I guess

And with that she mounted her mop giggling a little and kicked off. However she did not zoom upward. It staggered slowly. It was so hard to keep control with the wet end constantly dragging the broom down. Ah, what the, no, no down, up, up With quite a bit of work she manged to take some control of the mop but it was certainly know broom. How do I get off this crazy thing. The mop was stggering this way and that almost making her feel a little ill. She wanted to get down but she feared flipping off. Thus for the time being she just did her best to keep some controll over the mop.