Oh, wellā¦isnāt this soooooo SWEET!
My Baker Street boys finally pull their heads out of the sand to have their happy, disgustingly sentimental, fantastically ordinary ending? Call the coroner, I think Iāve just died from hap- Oh. Waitā¦
Iāve already died!
But, really, this is cute. Doesnāt it just make you want to screamā¦?
Should I bring a gift to the wedding? Maybe Maryās skull, for posterity? I mean, sheās been grinning and chattering about this wedding for days now.
Orā¦maybe thatās just her jaw clicking together.
Who cares, anyway? Iāve only got a few minutes before they leave the bedroom, and thatās probably counting the refractory period, given what Iāve heard about the Good Doctorās experiences on at least three continents. I wonder if heād last that long with tortureā¦?
Oh, Iām missing the point.
The King is back, Sexy.
Did you miss me?
