Witch Mugs

'How many times do I have to tell you...What's the magic word?'

'I remember when tea leaves were the state-of-the-art method of forecasting.'

'Hepzibah, I'm getting out There's just no money in being a witch.'

'What's your poison?'

'I can't wait for a generic version of eyes of newts to come out.'

"Fair's fair. I cooked the dinner, so you can clean the cauldron!"

'Halloween. Why should cats have all the fun?'

Witches flying south for the winter.

'I had a little cosmetic surgery done this week.'

"Something pickled this way comes!"

Zen Voodoo

'Witch? Best broom buys'

"Okay brother Bickle, you can keep your underpants on"

'Stop feeling guilty. Our spells work. Our potions are effective. Why shouldn't we live well?'

'Good night darling...sweet nightmares.'

He's my vaguely familiar.

'Mum, have you seen my pet lizard anywhere?'

"So, turn me into a frog would you."

"You have a rent in your invisibility cloak."

"You're only making things worse for yourself!"

My Cauldron Rules

"What's this Artificial newt's tail? Instant toad urine? No wonder your spells suck!"

"Do you know how unsanitary double-dipping is?"

"Hmmm....Looks familiar."

Toadstools

Evil Perm

"It's less of a spell than it is a signature scent."

"We stir the brew all morning, Marissa comes in whenever, stirs the brew for an house, takes a smoke break, goes on her phone, we stir the brew, do some chanting, the sun comes up, whatever, we're still stirring, Marissa's on her phone again, and I'm, like, 'Seriously, Marissa?'"

"Oh, this is coffee. I'm just an intern."

"And now from downtown!"

"I know I'm evil, but will I ever be diabolical?"

"It's the witching hour somewhere."

"Victims of out-sorcery."

I just don't trust those self-flying brooms yet.

We get it. You're going stir-crazy – We're all going stir-crazy.