Okay, Shake-Ball, give it to me straight. How long before that drop of acid that fell on my lip burns me from the inside out?
Answer:
"Tell us what Sinon hath bewitched our ears,
Or who hath brought the fatal engine in
That gives our Troy, our Rome, the civil wound."
(Titus Andronicus 5.3.86-88)
Interpretation:
Oh, God. You aren't even going to humor me? It's fatal. I knew it. And it did come from an engine or some other man-made chemical. I'd almost convinced myself it was water that had gotten on my hair after I'd washed my hands—a stretch, I know, but it's all I had to work with. Thanks for nothing, Shake-Ball.
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