After some impromptu hypnotism, we were able to convince Vy that she was Weird Al Yankovic. Her rendition of "Amish Paradise" is really quite touching.
Everyone , DO THE ROBOT!
Vy looks pretty happy about what is happening behind her.
Paka: I'm beginning to feel this trade was unequal.
Modern Annie didn't put up with guff from nobody. Well, unless you used the word guff. She just loves those old timey words.
Dawn continued to rely on the "if my eyes are closed, you can't see me" photography defense.
Part of the gang. Plus wig!
Paka's LSD kicks in. 29 items were his "cowbell" before we wrestled the stick from his hands.
Billy (quietly): Should I tell anyone that my cigar is rolled in the tears of a thousand orphans to give it that extra zing?
Lora: Silence is golden dear.
"Where the hell did it go? I swear, never turn your back on a duck. Never know what those fools will do."
The sisters and their familiars.
Vince could make his heart beat to the rhythm of Funky Cold Medina.
Sean: Beware! I shall attack you with raised eyebrows and vodka breath! Take that!
Dainty fans - helping witches blend into normal society since 1249.
