I already forgot who he was.
As for me. I’m trying to figure out was it the beating from the husbands, the monkeys, the marmalade, the electricity, the light bulb, or something else that didn’t cause his demise? I tell you there’s mischief afoot. I fear that we’ll have to resurrect old Sherlock to get to the bottom of this. Bad business all around. Such a wholesome lad that you would hit anything in a skirt of the female persuasion. He will be missed eventually. Maybe. Or in the end.
No one will give a 💩?