Of course that dropping dead thing may have something to do with the constant annoyance factor of the Spouse Sparrow when he’s irked. Raises the blood pressure and all.

Works fine in a bottle or what have you, mix them together and pour or sprinkle some around your neighbor’s entryway or doorstop or whatever. The usual dark of the moon and all that, wouldn’t want the neighbors catching you, heh heh.

The Spouse Sparrow’s the one who’s good at those sorts of things, anything that calls for projection, so he was the one that went round. He was fairly miffed after we kept getting constantly threatened by our druggie neighbor.

Baino- Oh I’m bugger all use there I’m afraid, bar suggesting you turn the land into a minor airport.

Granny- Technically poisoning your parents goes under the ‘evil’ category, rather than witchcraft. Trust me, I’ve researched this.

Jo- I’m not sure… possibly, if the dropper bottle has been blessed, and cleansed under the light of a full moon??? I can see the complications involved with squatting – nettles etc. Ouch.

Unstranger- Valid point. The only thing I can think of that is unique to men with mystical properties is belly button fluff. This needs further investigation.

Do you think you really have to squat? Couldn’t you just bring a dropper bottle?

That fork thing? Much more effective if you stick it in to the unwanted house guest directly.

And the getting a house thing? Start leaving tampons on their front porch, they’ll move.

Mojo, shmojo, there’s no need to do a spell when you have practical solutions at hand ;)

If you haven’t heard about the piss-and-pepper spell to get rid of unwanted neighbors, let me know. That one works like a charm, even when the landlord, the police, etc. couldn’t get them to move. Of course we ended up with shitty neighbors again, but what can you expect, it was the ghetto after all.