The library renewal trope may have only just come into being but I have a feeling yours will always stand as the weirdest interpretation ^___^
Favourite lines:
“I don’t need a false moustache, Holmes. I have a real one, if you hadn’t noticed.” “That one is moustachier.” I harrumphed.
And of course: I chewed on my cigar and produced my library card with a flourish. “Splendid! I don’t want to belong to a club that would accept him as a member!” ^__^
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Favourite lines:
“I don’t need a false moustache, Holmes. I have a real one, if you hadn’t noticed.” “That one is moustachier.” I harrumphed.
And of course: I chewed on my cigar and produced my library card with a flourish. “Splendid! I don’t want to belong to a club that would accept him as a member!” ^__^