“I was nervous about it, but Jim said, ‘you’ll be fine,’ which he always said when one of us had to do something crazy!” As the cameras rolled, a match was touched to Wontkins from below, and the puppet suddenly erupted into a flaming ball of blue and white, dripping and splattering burning cold flame down on Oz, scorching the hair on his arm. Oz plunged his arm—and the still burning Wontkins—into a bucket of water. “Hmmm,” said Jim as Wontkins and Oz smoldered. “Let’s do it again.”
