Adlock, Sound Off!!!

Adlock, sound off!!!

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Last time I only meet Johnlock shipers. I want to know how much are us. :)

Thought of the day: Mac, with the obvious and continuous fear of heights, jumped a floor down without a moment's hesitation to protect Riley

Olvera was at least a hundred and fifty pounds heavier, and about a foot taller, than Riley. Given the condition of his body when they’d found him, as well as Riley’s small size, he estimated she had maybe thirty minutes to live, with some margin for error. Mac didn’t like his lack of clarity when the stakes were so high, but without doing more tests to narrow down the exact type of cyanide compound in her system, he could only work within the known variables. He didn’t have time for anything else.

Desi: Whatchya reading there, Jack?

Jack: A book of things I love.

Desi: Jack, that's just a photo album of Mac and Riley.

Jack: Oh, what a coincidence!

Ladies and Gentlemen, skinny and stout,

I’ll tell you a tale I know nothing about;

The Admission is free, so pay at the door,

Now pull up a chair and sit on the floor.

One fine day in the middle of the night,

Two dead boys got up to fight;

Back to back they faced each other,

Drew their swords and shot each other.

A blind man came to watch fair play,

A mute man came to shout “Horray!”

A deaf policeman heard the noise and

Came to stop those two dead boys.

He lived on the corner in the middle of the block,

In a two-story house on a vacant lot;

A man with no legs came walking by,

and kicked the lawman in his thigh.

He crashed through a wall without making a sound,

into a dry creek bed and suddenly drowned;

The long black hearse came to cart him away,

But he ran for his life and is still gone today.

I watched from the corner of the big round table,

The only eyewitness to facts of my fable;

But if you doubt my lies are true,

Just ask the blind man, he saw it too