Bitch, please, I'm Sherlock Holmes.
I am wearing my fabbity new coat, which deserves a fabbity new post, and some fabbity new icons (if i only had space a brain *kicks account*).
AND ANYWAY, I'VE BEEN PONDERING THIS. IT'S NOT EVEN MIDNIGHT. It's totally midnight. :(
~THE SHERLOCK & HOLMES STORY TIME PICSPAM~
Let's pretend that Holmes falls into a black hole/time machine/TARDIS and winds up in Merry Modern London, like this:
"Ooo, what a shiny opium dream."
And then Sherlock & John run by going--
"BRB SOLVING CRIMES."
Causing Holmes to go--
"Crime, did you say?"
"I SOLVE CRIMES."
"......john, there's a mad man, did you bring your gun?"
And John goes--
"WHO YOU BE."
"Sherlock Holmes, bitches."
LOLOLOLOLOL
AND THEY ALL LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER.
Well, mostly.
Ahahaha i need sleep so bad...*headdesk*