phantasmagore, wherein this hot little blonde was being
morphed into several different women, all to drive
am extremely fast red convertible that was really
the red barchetta from that Rush song, so
he was justifiably hesitant to over imbibe in
light of all this weird s$#$ going on.
Meanwhile (again), back on the Enterprise, Spock was
eating somebody's balls; he thought it was fascinating.
“Fascinating,” he ruminated as he masticated, so as
to share his feelings, though feelings he didn't
understand. In fact, there were times he would
go eat his balls all alone in the
airlock, so that if Kirk happened to pass
by, he couldn't go, "Spock....whatare...you....doinginthe...
air … lockwiththose … balls?” Spock knew that the Captain
would try to stop him from achieving his
goal of eating these round foodstuffs in peace,
a Klingon opera house used as a prop
in the famed holodeck program, Godzilla Destroys Qua'lash.
Qua'lash, mused Rikker I remember her well. Dianna
fretted, as she knew those holodeck addicts were
working on programming Orion slave girl fantasy scenes.
starring her likeness as the Orion Slave girls!
Who added Orion slave girls to my combat
simulation?", exclaimed Worf. "I was beating Romulans when
they started dancing suggestively. I nearly dropped my
boys off at the pool!" Riker laughed at
Worf's bizarre reaction to attractive alien women. He
complimented Riker on his newly grown beard, then
punched Riker in the face. "That is for
daring to think you are my equal in
facial hair. My mustache is much better than
that fungal growth that you dare to call
"my evil twin beard from the mirror mirror
mirror evilverse” (what is it with you humans
and mirror universes anyways? They aren't opposite,
they’re backwards, like in that Red Dwarf episode)
Riker: "Data, do not confuse us with facts."
Data replied "I did not make a sound."
Worf decided that he no longer wanted to
rip Riker into itty bitty peices, so he
bought Ryker a mint julep and took him
to a holodeck simulation of an old southern
style ribs joint and challenged him to a
drinking contest. Three Romulan Maids and a Green
Lantern (oops, wrong fictional universe) volunteered to judge
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the much-touted Virginia reel contest. Wesley partnered with
nobody, as he was an annoying little kid
who had grown into an annoying, out of
work actor with a larger ego than Shatner.
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