Magic Shake-Ball

Dear Magic Shake-Ball:

My grumpy old neighbor swore at my seven-year-old son for playing ball in our own back yard. I would like to vandalize her home in return. Too extreme?

Answer:

"And with the juice of this I'll streak her eyes,
And make her full of hateful fantasies."

(Midsummer Night's Dream 2.1. 257-58)

Interpretation:

Oh my God, Magic Shake-Ball. I love you so much it hurts. Like love love. I knew you'd be on my side. Now I just have to figure out where I can get some magic "make someone fall in love with an ass" juice.