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Mar 28, 2010 16:13:46 GMT -5
Post by Captain Dusk Rose on Mar 28, 2010 16:13:46 GMT -5
so Holmes walks into my consult (with a can of mountain dew) and asks me; - Watson, I need your help checking something. I am not sure it is appropriate to disclose to a lady of your stature what transpired, but it evolved into giving Bacon G. Pugsley III some mountain dew. I am happy to report no adverse side-effects were observed but Bacon happily obliged to soil the carpet. -Watson
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Mar 28, 2010 16:51:51 GMT -5
Post by Captain Dusk Rose on Mar 28, 2010 16:51:51 GMT -5
While Miss Adler is out, Holmes creeps inter her apartment with his mad lock picking skillz, and exchanges a priceless stolen painting with a replica. He resists the urge to draw a moustache on it and instead steals a few pieces of chocolate she has at her bedside table before vanishing off into the London fog.
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Mar 28, 2010 16:54:03 GMT -5
Post by Captain Dusk Rose on Mar 28, 2010 16:54:03 GMT -5
Holmes and Watson are going over Niagara in a barrel at this very moment. "Er.. Watson... don't cling on to me thusly, you will alter the gravitational fall I have calculated which will nestle us safely in a tidal pool with a gentle landing, as safely as two baby birds rescued by their moth...Ayiiiii!"
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Mar 30, 2010 0:58:19 GMT -5
Post by Captain Dusk Rose on Mar 30, 2010 0:58:19 GMT -5
That necklace looks familiar... www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vv_aMSi9cKgand that Holmes, always so suspicious... Imagine, question your tea!?! My god! It's not like you are Mrs. Hudson, and to drive the point, even questioning her tea would be foolhardy. Also the poor fella, he is terrified of paper envelopes, rather gasthly things, paper cuts are. ...still for some odd reason, it does not stop him from collecting paper clippings about the strangest crimes! Anyway, I fear I am probably boring you with my chit-chatter, a lady of such stature (and virtue) of yourself is likely not interested in unusual crimes. To the point, it has come to my attention that Holmes has been spreading slander in the form of passing me for guilty of his ..um... 'passing' of gas in the train incident. Fondest regards, John H. Watson.
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Mar 31, 2010 1:14:25 GMT -5
Post by Captain Dusk Rose on Mar 31, 2010 1:14:25 GMT -5
My dearest Dr. Watson,
I trust the case is going well? I was relieved when Mrs. Hudson told me that you had in fact brought Holmes' revolver for him, he is terribly bad at remembering to bring it himself, I thank you; however, the topic of Mrs. Hudson brings up another of concern.
Just tonight I was walking to the kitchen to prepare a glass of water, when I heard a most unusual sound as I ascended the stairs.I paused for a moment on the sixteenth, or was it the seventeenth, stair and listened. Eventually my ears registered the sound of singing, in none other than Mrs. Hudson's voice! As you can imagine, I was somewhat amused and my curiosity was perked, so I ascended to the fifth step and listened more closely. Do not be alarmed, but this is what I heard, as closely as I can remember:
Mr. Watson I Want To Get With You I Won't Tell A Soul What We're Gonna Do Wanna Get My Hands In Your Khaki Pants Teacher Teacher whatcha' gonna do? 'Coz I am coming on to you
Can't put my finger on what's so sexy? And why I want you in my bed (or on your desk)? Is it your power, your authority? Or for the thrill of being so so bad (So bad)
I was, as any virtuous young lady would be, shocked and unsure of how to act on such an occasion, so I did the only polite thing I could think of, and acted as though nothing had happened. I would be ever so thankful for the good doctor's opinion on the matter, and what you think I should do.
Please, do be sure to take good care of my fiance, and make sure he doesn't do anything...stupid.
Sincerely yours, Irene Adler
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Apr 3, 2010 22:57:22 GMT -5
Post by Captain Dusk Rose on Apr 3, 2010 22:57:22 GMT -5
Irene takes it upon herself to aid her strange, foreign friend in dressing like a proper lady, as Dr. Watson insists she has impeccable taste. She points out to the purple haired girl that a long skirt, to cover the scandalous ankles, is always a must!
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