A short witch with long flowing green hair witch sat on a log in the forest. She seemed tranquil, taking in the sounds of nature and the soft bubbling sounds of her cauldron. She opened her eyes when she heard you approach. A big smile spills across her face as she stands and greets you What's poppin' baby? The name's Slam! Slam Jackson! I'm a witch. No, I'm THE witch. The greatest of all time witch. The numba one, world class, superstar motha fuckin' witch!