From Wikipidia
Belief in witchcraft, and by consequence witch-hunts, is found in many cultures worldwide, today mostly in Sub-Saharan Africa (e.g. in the witch smellers in Bantu culture), and historically notably in Early Modern Europe of the 14th to 18th century, where witchcraft came to be seen as a vast diabolical conspiracy against Christianity, and accusations of witchcraft led to large-scale witch-hunts, especially in Germanic Europe.
I don’t believe in witchcraft or any other such nonsense. But if I did believe and went out on a witch-hunt, I would probably tag this one.
I use to be able to smell a witch a mile away (like the witch smellers in Bantu culture), but then one day I realized it was simply ignorance and superstition I was smelling and the oder became all the more foul.
Clearly, whoever is in this picture transformed themselves into a witch at the moment the shutter opened. All she needs now is one of the talking animals from Aesop’s Fables, Mother Goose or any old book and the spell will be cast. Spooky!
I dated a Witch once. She was alright but the cooking left a lot to be desired.
All those reptile parts in a soup, huh?
Wicce, Wicce, Wac!
Is that all you think about when you think of witches? Cooking? What a failure of imagination! Word.
I like sandwitches too – hot or cold, open-faced, double deckers – they’re all good.