You're getting on my wick.
I candel you.
About a wick!
Deviled eggs!
A deviled egg. Hmath out.
Posession
An exorcist.
I want my quarter back!
When it's down to it's last quarter.
If it's waning you'll get weally weally wet.
I've been flamed!
When you left-swipe, all of your matches go up in flames.
A certain number! One to actually perform the task, and the rest to act in a manner stereotypical of the group.
Butane Clan
I've been checking online with no luck, unless I'm checking the wrong place
I'm at wick's end.
The Bilbonic plague.
He had a fear of eights