Sherlock

Sherlock,
This is your superior, Watson, speaking. We need to set some ground rules here. In no time are you allowed to call yourself fat or I will have to poke your ovaries with a needle. We need a plan, quick time. And Sherlock, stop trying to solve the case of life. It'll never work. The big guy upstairs works in mysterious ways, and...man, is he a mystery we might never be able to concur. But Sherlock...I think we need to start earning some money for that vacation of ours to Boston Collage. Let's write out the plan.
Over and Out.
-Watson.