Watson arrives back at 221b Baker St., to find Sherlock Holmes bent over his desk, with his trousers round his ankles and a citrus fruit up his arse.

Watson arrives back at 221b Baker St., to find Sherlock Holmes bent over his desk, with his trousers round his ankles and a citrus fruit up his arse. My god man! bellows Watson, whatever's going on? Ah, says Holmes, a lemon-entry, my dear Watson

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