John: What's going on?
John: What's going on?
Sherlock: The stage is set. The curtain rises. My cheekbones are on point, my buttcheeks are clenched, we're ready to begin. We all have a past, actually now that i think about it, that is the quintessential dilemma of humanity. we all have ghosts, memories that haunt us. We have done things we can't let go, we have loved and lost, done weird buttstuff in dark alleys, lost our childhood pets; those are the shadows that define now every sunny day. Every great cause has martyrs, every war has suicide missions. And make no mistake, this is war, we're at war with ourselves and the authorities and the weird screaming woman over there. your moustache is at war with the illustrator, I'm at war with my love for you. Nobody made me. I made me. Oh Watson.
Inception siren: DOOT DOOT
John:
John:
John: Nevermind just... wear the fucking hat.
Sherlock: The stage is set. The curtain rises. My cheekbones are on point, my buttcheeks are clenched, we're ready to begin. We all have a past, actually now that i think about it, that is the quintessential dilemma of humanity. we all have ghosts, memories that haunt us. We have done things we can't let go, we have loved and lost, done weird buttstuff in dark alleys, lost our childhood pets; those are the shadows that define now every sunny day. Every great cause has martyrs, every war has suicide missions. And make no mistake, this is war, we're at war with ourselves and the authorities and the weird screaming woman over there. your moustache is at war with the illustrator, I'm at war with my love for you. Nobody made me. I made me. Oh Watson.
Inception siren: DOOT DOOT
John:
John:
John: Nevermind just... wear the fucking hat.
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