Well, it’s just the darnedest thing. Last week, you were cursed to suffer the onslaught of witch allied geese, all of whom were itching to give you the 100% certified organic Head & Shoulders treatment. I’m talking grade-A fertilizer. And, worse yet, if you failed to get scat under your hat, the curse would also Read more…
My apologies for the late release of this article. Yesterday, my computer monitor was a pile of spaghetti. Well, here we are. Another week, another witch. Last week, you were given the choice between two curses, one which shrinks your hands, and another that limps your wrists. However, you stood firm and made your decision, Read more…
Welcome back, stalwart warrior. In the last Witch Weekly, the awful women cursed your legs to be long whenever anyone was mad at you. The community as a whole decided there was only really two appropriate reactions to this, to always be loved, or to always be hated. Many also went out of their way Read more…
In the previous Witch Weekly, a witch cast a curse of spaghetti upon you. In which, something you owned was transformed into a family serving of pasta every night at the witching hour. There were many discoveries made in how to combat this evil. To varying success, people resorted to seduction, subterfuge, embracing an anti-materialistic Read more…
Oh, boy. You hate to see it happen, but, you strayed just a little too far from the grace of God, and now a witch has gone and cursed you. And this is not one of those Hot Topic wannabe witches hanging out at the strip mall, trying to cast spells with period blood or Read more…
