"I was wondering, after you finish all those body parts experiments, after you finally find out the truth and are satisfied, what do you usually do with all those eyes, thumbs, heads and stuff. Just put them into bin??"
No, I take them back to Bart’s, where they are disposed of properly.
"Boys, please refrain from being so loud. Are you aware of the time? John, I know he's wrong and trying to change the rules again, but calling him names like that isn't going to help, dear! Sherlock, please just let John win the game of Cluedo, it'd be much easier. I'll bring you both some cake if you do. - Mrs H x"
"I hope you feel better know, Sherlock, John, or whoever controls this thing. I have a question: who put the earphones on that moose/reindeer/whatever's stuffed head in your room and what exactly was the reason for it?? Thanks..."
Sherlock had that up before I moved in. I asked him about it once and he claimed it was an experiment. Something about wave lengths and several words I’m pretty sure he made up.