"OKAY" I could see she was trying not to

"OKAY" I could see she was trying not to laugh, "THAT'S WAS GROSS!"

also spoke klingon.

His Ferengi, however, was rusty, and he only knew a few Romulan phrases, so trying to pick up a hot alien babe in a seedy Neutral Zone bar was gonna to be tough. "But I'm James T.

Kirk's 2nd cousin which must count for something. I'd love to take your warp nacelles to warp 5. Set phasers to stunned by your beauty. You can beam me up, Hottie, anytime."

God, he loved coming to these Star Trek conventions! The Hasbro-sponsored Happy Hours were the best! He grinned drunkenly at Marla Aster, who obviously dug him. "Beam me

up Maria!" She obviously was into him too because she looked over at the exit indicating she wanted to leave. "We can't leave the convention yet baby, the Spock dancers haven't

even fired up the Tshirt cannon, you know how I love to knock over 10 year olds to get the crappy tshirts." Maria looked disgusted. "Whatevs" she sneered & went 2 the convention ba

boon room where she watched the hourly feces throwing war among the animal. Eh, it beat getting hit with a crappy t-shirt (pun intended). The feces throwing made her thirsty so

she headed to the bar. "What is a good drink for post feces throwing?" The bar tender hesitated for a brief moment before mixing Jagermeister with some warm Mayonnaise.