The witch's way
I've had many a quarrel with this bow in the past. The witch's hat keeps falling apart, but with the help of some super glue that problem should be about solved.
Super glue is your friend, kids. Just like Dr. Steel. Sigh...I tried to like Dr. Steel's music; when one dabbles in steampunk one is kinda obligated to give him a go. But his music isn't my style. I like him, though. I love the mad scientist persona!
Sweeping change of subject...oh, what was it? Oh yeah, witches. LOL, I used to play "witch" a lot when I was a kid. I'd run around with a cast-off broom between my legs and my hair flying loose, waving my arms and chanting gibberish as I cast my "spells." Mama and Daddy played along, giving me trinkets to hang on my broom and ideas for "potions." Basically my potions were just rainwater in a bucket, with dirt, leaves, pebbles, moss, and God-knows-what-else thrown in. Good times, man. Good times.
Believe it or not, my parents were half-serious when they called me a witch. On the night of my birth the moon underwent a total eclipse, and when Daddy looked at the newspapers later he learned that the time of totality was 11:02 p.m. Wouldn't y'all know, that was when Yours Truly decided to make her debut. No lie. For a long time after that, when I'd lie in my crib cackling and babbling like babies will do, Daddy would joke to Mama "The witch is practicing her spells." LOL, as far as I know I never turned anyone into a toad, but Daddy did tell me that if I'd been born in the olden days people would've given me the side-eye.
If only I knew of a spell to keep Uncle Man-Child's mouth shut!
Charms and super glue,
RagingMoon1987
Sweeping change of subject...oh, what was it? Oh yeah, witches. LOL, I used to play "witch" a lot when I was a kid. I'd run around with a cast-off broom between my legs and my hair flying loose, waving my arms and chanting gibberish as I cast my "spells." Mama and Daddy played along, giving me trinkets to hang on my broom and ideas for "potions." Basically my potions were just rainwater in a bucket, with dirt, leaves, pebbles, moss, and God-knows-what-else thrown in. Good times, man. Good times.
Believe it or not, my parents were half-serious when they called me a witch. On the night of my birth the moon underwent a total eclipse, and when Daddy looked at the newspapers later he learned that the time of totality was 11:02 p.m. Wouldn't y'all know, that was when Yours Truly decided to make her debut. No lie. For a long time after that, when I'd lie in my crib cackling and babbling like babies will do, Daddy would joke to Mama "The witch is practicing her spells." LOL, as far as I know I never turned anyone into a toad, but Daddy did tell me that if I'd been born in the olden days people would've given me the side-eye.
If only I knew of a spell to keep Uncle Man-Child's mouth shut!
Charms and super glue,
RagingMoon1987
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