TOS five word thingy!!!

torpedo tubes, rendering them useless.

 

"Captain, the spam!" yelled Scotty.

 

"Yes, Mr. Scott, I can see

 

the clogs. Fix them, now!"

 

The Romulan Praetor hissed "Where

 

are my windshield wipers, fools!?"

 

"To be installed . . . Tuesday . . . sir,"

 

fearfully stated a Romulan peon.

 

"Execute him!" growled the Praetor.

 

but as the peon was

 

already gone in the turbolift,

 

his mocking laughter drifting up

 

to the bridge, Kirk groaned

 

"Scotty, are you DONE yet?"

 

"Ah dinna know whut ye

 

mean. Have ye gone daft?"

 

Hollered Scotty as he wedged

 

a massive piece of radioactive

 

spam into a torpedo tube

 

whilst muttering "Borgas Frat"