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Well, well, well...
Prepare for a new round, my friends.
Loosen your knuckles and type away furiously!
What the hell is happening here?
Till next weekend. Have fun!
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BUMP!
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"Here's to bees and a cottage, John!"
(And hey, I kept that clean! And I heard there are now medals awarded to people who are keeping it clean in here, is that right...? )
Last edited by SolarSystem (April 10, 2016 9:02 am)
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Aaaaasawwwww....... Yes, please.
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Oh, and my winner from last week was definitely NOT clean!
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Sorry, everything I might like to say here would be inspired by the fic XO at the moment, and that is NOT appropriate!
(Even if they didn't bring Sherlock's coat along to the Kepler System )
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Oh, don't hold yourself back, dear.
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Sherlock thinking: Tonight's the night! Sorry John but I only promised to never drug your coffee again.
Last edited by tonnaree (April 10, 2016 1:53 pm)
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Did he promise? I don't remember....
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John: Are you sure about this? What about what happened last time?
Sherlock (thinking): It will only be John this time. He will be the perfect test subject for drunkenness at a crime scene. I will see how long he lasts.
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Sherlock (thinking): I can't wait for John's reaction when he finds out this is not actually beer.
(I'll let everyone imagine what they think they are actually drinking)
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Eeeeeeuuuwww....Yitzock....
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Sorry, I was afraid that one might be too disgusting...though to be honest I said you could imagine anything, doesn't have to be what you probably first thought of.
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Don't you worry, no need to stay clean in here.
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John: Come on, Sherlock, stop thinking of The Work, we'll be having fun now.
Sherlock (thinking): Amphetamine and methamphetamine are phenethylamine derivatives which are known to increase libido and cause frequent or prolonged erections as potential side effects, particularly at high supratherapeutic doses where sexual hyperexcitability and hypersexuality can occur.
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Sherlock (thinking to himself): I hate beer, I hate pubs, I hate basically everything in here except for John. What a man has to do in order to get laid...
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How incredibly romantic, dear...
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It is, isn't it? Glad you like it.
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John (thinking): Why is he grinning? He can't know about my plans for tonight, can he?