OK, you didnt like the Armadillo story...
How bout a post Valentines day love story..?..
A young man in Salem, Mass had fallen desparately, head-over-heels, in love. But the object of his emotions had no similar feelings. No matter what he tried, no matter what gifts, no matter how sincere, no reciprocal feelings were ever evident.
Obviously, he had to turn to more serious options. One of the Witch's Covens in the area was renowned for creating potions and powders to 'help' someone fall in love. But he was dissappointed to learn that fear of local authorities had caused the witches to all but cease such activities.
But, they told him, there was another option, not yet frowned upon by the local morality police (only because they were not familiar with its influence).
One of the single most powerful love-inducing spells could be applied by burying an enchanted tablet in the target-lady's path each day, and then being in her sight as she walked over it. The actions had to be repeated each day for a week. Full of hope, he took the packet of pills, and departed.
Each pre-dawn he would dig a shallow hole next to her front walk, and wait 'til she appeared. Then he would stand nonchalantly by as she went on her morning way.
On the seventh day, she paused, and then spoke to the young man. About a month later they were married. Unlike many forbidden tales such as this, they pretty much lived happily ever after.
The young man returned one day to the Coven, just to tell the witches how much he appreciated what they had done. "Not anything special..", one of them replied. "Oh yes", said another..
(ok.. prepare thyself....)
"Nothin says lovin' like somethin' from the Coven,
And pills buried says it best".
How bout a post Valentines day love story..?..
A young man in Salem, Mass had fallen desparately, head-over-heels, in love. But the object of his emotions had no similar feelings. No matter what he tried, no matter what gifts, no matter how sincere, no reciprocal feelings were ever evident.
Obviously, he had to turn to more serious options. One of the Witch's Covens in the area was renowned for creating potions and powders to 'help' someone fall in love. But he was dissappointed to learn that fear of local authorities had caused the witches to all but cease such activities.
But, they told him, there was another option, not yet frowned upon by the local morality police (only because they were not familiar with its influence).
One of the single most powerful love-inducing spells could be applied by burying an enchanted tablet in the target-lady's path each day, and then being in her sight as she walked over it. The actions had to be repeated each day for a week. Full of hope, he took the packet of pills, and departed.
Each pre-dawn he would dig a shallow hole next to her front walk, and wait 'til she appeared. Then he would stand nonchalantly by as she went on her morning way.
On the seventh day, she paused, and then spoke to the young man. About a month later they were married. Unlike many forbidden tales such as this, they pretty much lived happily ever after.
The young man returned one day to the Coven, just to tell the witches how much he appreciated what they had done. "Not anything special..", one of them replied. "Oh yes", said another..
(ok.. prepare thyself....)
"Nothin says lovin' like somethin' from the Coven,
And pills buried says it best".
