His Last Bow: Day 12

[gardnerhill.livejournal.com]

Title: His Last Bow: Day 12
Author: gardnerhill                        
Word Count: 60                     
Rating: G
Warning: Crack
Summary:  A defiled well needs cleaning up. Sequel to my last LAST offering here.
                                                                                                                                                                                
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Watson pinched his eyes together, took a deep breath, and straightened up. “Again.”

Holmes drew his own strengthening draught of air. He opened his mouth.

“Say, it’s whizzing down cats and dogs in that country south of France, but blamed if it ain’t sticking to the prairies!”

Watson made a tiny whimper.

“By George,” Martha said, “he hasn’t got it.”

Comments

[thesmallhobbit.livejournal.com]

It was when Holmes said "'Ere Ma 'Udson, 'owdedoo" she hit him with a frying pan.

[gardnerhill.livejournal.com]

"No no NO, Received Pronunciation, Holmes, not Cockney!"

[okapi1895.livejournal.com]

Oh no! More practise, less practice.

[gardnerhill.livejournal.com]

Precisely. Holmes, he's going to gaol not to jail! Again...

[scfrankles.livejournal.com]

I do so love “Say, it’s whizzing down cats and dogs in that country south of France, but blamed if it ain’t sticking to the prairies!”

Watson made a tiny whimper. ^__^

And that punchline ^___^

[gardnerhill.livejournal.com]

Hee hee. Holmes would look fetching in Audrey Hepburn's Ascot hat.

[debriswoman]

Oh dear, this will never do:-p

[gardnerhill.livejournal.com]

Three months later...

"'The ...rain... in ...Spain... stays...mainly on the ...plain.' There! How you like them apples, Doc?"

*headdesk*

[debriswoman]

:-p

[sanguinity]

*snort*

[gardnerhill.livejournal.com]

I see a Broadway hit in the making.