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A kiss from Sherlock or Benedict?
Both, I presume.
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Yes. Of course. You know me, don't you?
Warning, not Mary-friendly:
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Rude, Susi, rude.
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SusiGo wrote:
Warning, not Mary-friendly:
LOL!
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Very rude, Susi!
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And I thought this was a nicer one. May I remind you of the gun-pointed-at-Mary-anchovies-on-pizza caption?
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Lah-di-lah ------ I cannot hear you!
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I love how this blogpost ends, really:
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nakahara wrote:
I love how this blogpost ends, really:
Brilliant!
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Now this is very scientific. One should not believe but check for oneself. Which I did. And the test result is definitely right:
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Extremely scientific. One cannot refute such damnable evidence, I'd say.
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Obvious in any adaptation.
Last edited by tonnaree (November 27, 2015 3:35 pm)
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Among a ton of many other references to Sherlock, in this week's Doctor Who there was a very nice 57.
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57 is paramount.
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How lovely:
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Since tonnaree encouraged and allowed me to post my slightly blasphemous go at a Johnlock Christmas Carol - there you are:
Moff rest you merry, gentlemen
Let Gatiss make you gay,
For Johnlock our Saviour
Was born upon this day.
To save us all from bromance’s power
When we gone astray
O tidings of comfort and joy,
comfort and joy,
O tidings of comfort and joy.
In London in 2009
This blessed Babe was born,
And laid within our tellies
Upon this blessed morn,
The which His Parents Moftiss
Did nothing take in scorn:
O tidings of comfort and joy,
comfort and joy,
O tidings of comfort and joy.
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SusiGo wrote:
Since tonnaree encouraged and allowed me to post my slightly blasphemous go at a Johnlock Christmas Carol - there you are:
Moff rest you merry, gentlemen
Let Gatiss make you gay,
For Johnlock our Saviour
Was born upon this day.
To save us all from bromance’s power
When we gone astray
O tidings of comfort and joy,
comfort and joy,
O tidings of comfort and joy.
In London in 2009
This blessed Babe was born,
And laid within our tellies
Upon this blessed morn,
The which His Parents Moftiss
Did nothing take in scorn:
O tidings of comfort and joy,
comfort and joy,
O tidings of comfort and joy.
Amen and Hallelujah!
A beautiful Carol!
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*applauds*
Joins in the Johnlock Carolling
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I swear, from now on, I will always hear this Johnlock Caroll when I will listen to this melody.
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Absolutely wonderful, Susi, thank you!!!
*coughwhere'stheblasphemy?cough*