put back on the proverbial saddle, as it were.

[ex_elucidation693]

Bravo, you've recovered yourself. I almost forgot how much of a nuisance you enjoy being. You could very well carry on without me, but that would too kind of you to do so, wouldn't it?

Don't you have friends to annoy? Put yourself back from whence you came. Go on, pretend to be a unicorn or whatever it is you do — just bother someone else.

I'll even say please.

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[iownsecrecy]

Your attempts at banishing others seem to be lacking.

[ex_elucidation693]

Oh, it's you.

[There's no love lost here. Or gained at all, matter of fact.]

Apparently I've a new-found penchant for being consistent, seeing as I can't seem to be rid of you.

[iownsecrecy]

It's me. [There is always a slight sing-song quality when he refers to himself in any way.]

Consistency is so dull, Sherlock. I am a little disspointed, I won't lie. [Which is, of course, a lie.]

[ex_elucidation693]

Consistency has its uses. I would think you out of all would understand that.

And how is your lovely afterlife treating you?

[iownsecrecy]

It's fairly amusing. With potential for being more so. I should thank you again for that.