“As for you, young lady, you want to go home, right?”
“No, not anymore. I wanna stay here and become the new Wicked Witch.”
“Nonsense. Now click your big, honking boots together three times and wish to go home to Kansas, to live in poverty with your dirt-farming, tee-totalling aunt and uncle!”
“As for you, young lady, you want to go home, right?”
“No, not anymore. I wanna stay here and become the new Wicked Witch.”
“Nonsense. Now click your big, honking boots together three times and wish to go home to Kansas, to live in poverty with your dirt-farming, tee-totalling aunt and uncle!”
“Uh, all right. Here I go…”