Sherlock replied, "Alimentary, my dear Watson."
Me: You go to heaven. 4: No, I mean when you die, do I get your stuff
I mean, seriously, are they seeing anyone?
SUPPLIES!
My supply was short.
Not sure", replies the fellow, "But you have got to try-a-lil'-bite!"
I like to reply "I haven't decided yet."
It's sedimentary my dear Watson!
Sedimentary my dear Watson!
A lemon tree, my dear Watson.
Steeped in mystery!
DMV.
It's a limb entry, my dear Watson!