Dear Magic Shake-Ball:
I started the Witches section of my "Convents, Covens, and Crusaders" class last week, which includes reading The Scottish Play. Since then, my son has contracted a plague of some kind, every electronic item I need has stopped working, and none of my pants fit me. Has someone put a curse on me? (Okay, maybe the pants are my fault, but not the other stuff.)
Answer:
[Alarum. Cry within, "Fly, fly, fly!"]
Clitus: Fly, my lord, fly!
(Julius Caesar 5.5.43)
Interpretation:
Now you're scaring me.
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