This is two for one night so I've done two for one, and as it's night here then it's two for one in the night...
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Tonight we shall have an adventure.
Where will we be going to sir?
To the grave my good man; lead on.
A little while later:
“Careful there, there’s a live one here somewhere, I can smell it.”
What does it smell like?
It smells like death warmed up.
And then the skulking partner sniffed the air as a bat flit past winging its way home to its lair.
“Light coming soon, best time to do it,” mumbled the skulking partner.
The silence pervaded all around in the gloom of the graveyard with little rustlings making them ware.
Up above, the moon gave off its ghastly light to shadow the creeping pair. Suddenly, a howl broke the silence to cause a stir. All eyes turned that way in fear, but no more was heard so they carried on with their business.
“Here,” said the robber by the open tomb, “the lid’s off of its grave, and it’ll be home soon, so quick, let’s get the lid off of this one and get the one still here before the other one comes back.”
So into the eerie tomb they snuck, stumbling, and grumbling under their breath. But too late, trapped inside, they heard the voice of the feared one they would avoid:
“Hello boys, come to visit have we?”
And then the door of the tomb closed.
IN YOUR DRESSING GOWN, HOLMES?
“You know, sometimes you just have to let it all go and dance.”
In your birthday suit Holmes?
Well, what could be better than that?
I can deck you out in a dressing gown, Holmes.
Oh, that would be excellent.
Would you like me to run after you again; the same as last night?
That was you?
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