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"Watson Detective Agency"

>"Hey Watson, I weally like youw fwiend's Pudding costume!"

"I... I think I have an idea of who you're talking about. Ina's mascot, right?"

>"Yeah yeah, wight wight."

"Homestar, It's not not Pudding!"

>"Oh, lemme twy again. *ahem* Hey Watson, i weally like youw fwiend's Blueberry Yoguwt costume!"

“Watson Detective Agency.”

>”Yeah, I heawd you’ve got a dwagon giwl in youw company.”

“Well, technically yes, but Coco’s a member of the Japanese branch and-“

>”Can she beat Twogdow?”

“Excuse me?”

>”Can she beat Twogdow the Buwnonatow?”

“Umm.., well I guess with enough AsaCoco anything’s possible...”

"Watson Detective Agency."

>"Yeah, can I get you to investigate Stwong Mad?"

"Well, I an see he's perfectly square."

>"Wow, that was fast! Can I pay you in Fluffy Puff Twanslucent Dessewt Welated Substance?"

"No."

>"They gave me blue flavow this time!"

>"Still a no Homestar."

“Watson Detective Agency.”

>”Hey Watson, have you heawd of Infinium Labs’ new game console, the Phantom? That thing is gonna do gangbustews!”

“Watson Detective Agency.”

>”Hello, I do believe that I have a pewson of intewest in the case of that missing loaf of bwead.”

“okay, I’m listening.”

>”Biscuit dough hands man.”

“I’ve been trying to take him down for years!”

"Watson Detective Agency."

>"Hey Watson, if Stwong Bad and The Cheat evew bweak into your house, just spwinkle a little cinnamon on youw face and act like you just woke up, that gets them evewytime!"

"...Why are you telling me this? Am I going to get some uninvited guests? because Bubba doesn't play those games."

"Watson Detective Agency."

>"Hey Watson, what's up with that Wobot Giwl?"

"Roboco-san?"

>"Yeah, hew. why does a wobot need glasses?"

"Same reason Pom-pom needs a flashy nightclub."

>"Ooooh. To ovewchawge people fow dwinks, I gotcha."

"Watson Detective Agency."

>"Hey Watson, can you investigate the disappeawance of my old computew, Awtuwo 9000?"

"Oh, that's easy, Arturo was never a computer."

>"Wait, weally? Wow, you wowk fast!"

"Watson Detective Agency."

>"Yeah, I need you to find some sick beats fow the people. they'we scwaping dope whymes up off the floow!"

"Sounds like a job for Mori."

“Watson Detective Agency.”

>”Hey Watson, does the WC in W.C. Fiends stand fow Winston Chuwchill?”

“No.”

“Watson Detective Agency.”

>”Yeah, I’ll uh, be takin’ these diapews and whatevew you’ve got in that box!”

“Son, you’ve got a panty on your head.”

“Watson Detective Agency.”

>”THE PIPES AWE BWOKEN!”

“Then call a plumber.” *click*

“Watson Detective Agency.”

>”Hey Watson, I weally like youw fwiend’s Bloody Mawy costume!”

“Homestar, I’m pretty sure you’ve used that one before... though I am fairly certain Calli wouldn’t object to being referred to as an alcoholic cocktail.”

“Watson Detective Agency.”

>”Hey Watson! I weally like youw fwiend’s duck tales costume! Which nephew is she supposed to be again?”

“Good and he Homestar, like she hasn’t heard that one before! ...actually, she usually gets compared to their uncle, so maybe she hasn’t heard that one before...”

“Watson Detective Agency.”

>”SOMEBODY GET THIS FWEAKING DUCK AWAY FWOM ME!!”

“Watson Detective Agency.”

>”Hey Watson, is it alwight if I dwaw ducks and bugs all ovew your loading scweens?”

“No.”

>”Oh. Because I dwew ducks and bugs all ovew youw loading scweens.”

“...Who is “Mean Sean”?”

"Watson Detective Agency."

>"Hey Watson, did I evew tell you about the time I wound up being sold at a gawage sale?"

"That's news to me."

>"They even twied to sell my cow lamp! Don't know why, it wasn't even made of weal cow."

"Watson Detective Agency."

>"Yeah, I need help shutting up that squawkbox of mine. I keep thwowing high balls at it but it doesn't wowk!"

"Have you tried unplugging it?"

>"Hey, that did the twick! Thanks Defibwilatow!"

"I... I don't know how to respond to that."

"Watson Detective Agency."

>"Mawshmellows!"

"Watson Detective Agency."

>"Hey Watson, I'm gonna pouw my cwushed soul and gwody guts into an epic 23-part comic 23-part comic zine gwaphic novel about a weally cool guy who wins the 'Wace to the end of the wace'!"

"Interesting, so how's it going?"

>"Oh, I'm almost weady to stawt, I just need youw opinion on something."

"Okay."

>"Which sounds cooler: 'Goldstaw Stunnew" or "Dash Bigstaw"?"

"Uhh.... lemme get back to you on that one."

"Watson Detective Agency."

>"Watson! I need youw help! Mawzipan bwoke up with me again and I need to find a way to get on hew good side again!"

"Um, okay. any ideas so far?"

>"The Cheat told me that the way to a woman's heawt is thwough her stomach, so I'm endeavowing to prepare a scwumptious confection to win back Marzipan's a-love."

"Sounds like it'll work. what do you have so far?"

>"Not gweat, Mawzipan is vegan and all I have to wowk with is Meat, Milk or Meaty Milk."

"Sounds like you've been raiding Gura's fridge."

“Watson Detective Agency.”

>”Hey Watson, what does the Italian Space Pwogwam want with Stwongbadia?”

“Their top secret barbecue sauce recipes, obviously.”

“Watson Detective Agency.”

>”Hey Watson, I got a stweam idea fow you! You and youw fwiends should play Bubsy!”

“Ugh, no thank you. I’d rather run through a giant river of pudding.”

>”Yeah, it’s gweat! Evewyone knows how much the Homestaw Wunnew loves wading thwough pudding!”

“Watson Detective Agency.”

>”Hey Watson, I weally like youw fwiend’s cat costume!”

“I... there’s so many people you could be talking about I don’t know where to begin.”