I'm fed up with witches. Witches are always upset. This week they’re upset about about the rising costs of newts and the democrat's new proposed broomstick tax. One Gingrich must equal at least 100 newts. Use him in the next recipe.  Now they're cackling over the FDA’s new cauldron regulations. As if that's not enough, the miserable old crones are carping about the election of Ann Coulter to the Presidency of their sorority. What did they expect? Enough!