sHanked: A Poem

[Sherlock Holmes]

Said Sherlock of Hank "I would like his meat
Beneath the sheets, betwixt my legs and teeth."
He heard her words and somewhere underneath
His flesh and blood and bones awoke a beast.
It hungered, not for blood but sweet relief,
And when he came to her he found release.

It was untempered 'til he saw the yeast.

Foxes, I don't think you understand what sHanked stands for.

It's art. You can't define it with rules.

This is just like shouting out the wrong name in bed, Foxes. Doesn't matter how artsy you did it, it's still awkward and bad.

Sophi and Sherlock are the same person anyway.

Also I've done this twice. It didn't go well.

I'm curious as to how indignant Sophi's response to this will be.

... Nevermind the fact that I'm now scarred for life.

I'm going to turn out the lights, sit in a corner, and not talk to anyone ever again.

[Kill Bones]

... Nevermind the fact that I'm now scarred for life.

I'm going to turn out the lights, sit in a corner, and not talk to anyone ever again.

Hi, how are you

[Foxes]

wut

[TripMyHop]

What the fuck have you done

lmfao

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... Nevermind the fact that I'm now scarred for life.

I'm going to turn out the lights, sit in a corner, and not talk to anyone ever again.

rofl

[Rilla]

sHanked just got better

[Taaja Hart]

I just headdesked so hard.

[Scribz]

i'm dying.

[Sherlock Holmes]

I thought this would somehow be less horrifying reading it through again a day later.

I was wrong.

[Hank]

I thought this would somehow be less horrifying reading it through again a day later.

I was wrong.

[Sherlock Holmes]

Something to add, Hank?