Yesterday I asked my husband to go to the "alcohol place" for some wine. I couldn't remember the name "liquor store." Is this it for me? Are they going to find me next month wandering into a bank in my underwear and asking to borrow a chicken?
Answer:
"I am not bound to please thee with my answers." (Merchant of Venice 4.1.65)
Response:
Come on, Shaky, I'm a big girl. I can take it.
Answer #2:
"abandon the society of this female, or, clown, thou perishest." (As You Like It 5.1.50-51)
Interpretation:
Well, first off, this is Touchstone the Clown talking to a character called William. So he's telling William (aka Shakespeare) to abandon me because I'm obviously toxic in some way. Probably because — at the rate my brain is shredding long-term and short-term memories— I'll be teaching my Fall Shakespeare students that Hamlet is a sandwich and Othello is a cookie.
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