Why am I a witch?

[Eriot Lodger]

Why couldn't I be like other girls? Not that I would've wanted to, mind you. Those brittle hicks make my stomach tremble! Ahhahaha!!

 

[Eriot Lodger]

Those silky magentas will suck the soul out of you. You're all doomed you hardheaded tumble stones and rough-edged buffoons! None shalt be spared but mine son!