“John, I’m not de—”
“Yes, I know it was painful for you, but it had to be done, or—”
“It’s all fine, now. Moriarty’s network is crushed. We’re safe, and—”
“I have everything I need to clear my name, we can go back to wor—”
“You are all I thought of the whole time I was awa—”
“John, can you not keep hitting me, please; I’m just—”
“Mycroft, Can I stay here tonight?”
Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson went camping in the forest. After a good dinner and a bottle of wine, they went to sleep in the tent.
Several hours later, Holmes awoke and nudged his faithful friend, Watson.
“Look at the sky and tell me what you see.”
Watson answered: “I see millions and millions of stars.”
“And what does that tell you?”
Watson thought a minute and answered: “Astronomically, that tells me that there are potentially billions of planets. Astrologically, I see that Saturn is in Leo. Chronologically, I deduce that it is approximately three ten AM. Theologically, I see that God is all powerful and that we are small and insignificant. Meteorologically, I suspect that we shall have a beautiful day tomorrow.”
Holmes was quiet for a minute and then said: “Watson, you are an idiot. Someone stole our tent.”
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