Jawn eets ah pear.
Jawn Wohk wun mornin' aind whas verrie hungari. Jawn desided 2 eet ah pear. Jawn walkd intu thu kittin aind fownd ah pear neckst 2 ah hed thaht Sherlawck hahd poot theyr. Jawn yoused hiss bigg mouht 2 taek ah huje biyt uv thu pear. Thu wunderful jooses filld jawns mout aind hee wuz filld whith orgazmic joye doo 2 hies pear feddish. Thehn Sherlawk crawld intoo teh kitchin' aind slappid jawn. Jawn felld owt uv ah windo aind landin ohn ah dawg. Teh dawg diyed. Jawn goht awn heis feat aind wacked awae. Ass jawn wacked off into the mornnnnning sherlawk aet mycrofts caek aind mucrofft killd sherlawk.
During the following day, Doctor Watson felt a strange feeling of remorse and sadness. He realized that he would never be able to cope with this feeling of guilt, even though his therapist was doing everything in her power to help him. John knew the psychotherapy would never work. John needed to avenge his friend, his companion, his teacher, Sherlock. In doing so he would have to be the one responsible for the death of Sherlock's dear brother. But how could he do this? He would need help. Help from a professional, he would need to call Doctor Horrible!
John knew that doctor horrible was mourning the loss of penny, but maybe, just maybe he could convince the mad doctor to help…
Jawn wuz thinkering abowt thiss aind the thinkering hert hiz brane sow jawn tuk ah brake aind aet ah pear. However the succulent pear was too much for the war doctor to handle, the pear became lodged in his wind pipe! Johns head exploded, and out crawled… AN OCTOPUS!
The end