Serve the bear the melted witch
"One Porridge, a la witch, coming right up." You search
through the witch's cabinets and find a tupperware bowl. You poke the
witch into the bowl with a spatula and seal the lid.
"Uh, no charge tonight. On the house."
"Thanks man. I'll remember this."
Under your breath you mutter,"Yeah, I bet you will. That is, if
you don't die of food poisioning first."
Just then the microwave beeps, and an idea pops into your head.
