TOS five word thingy!!!

and utterly confuse Starfleet defenses.

 

"Scotty, we need engines." Kirk

 

instructed as he sat down

 

to see if he could

 

get himself loose and comfortable

 

with some yoga moves he'd

 

practiced during the Christmas party

 

of 2265 where he'd met

 

a Gorn female who tried

 

luring him to dance by

 

hissing and growling seductively through

 

her clenched jaw and teeth.

 

Bits of animal flesh flew

 

out from between the teeth

 

and onto Kirk's clean tunic

 

, the only one he had

 

since the unfortunate transporter accident

 

, but that was long ago.

 

History had long forgotten that

 

female Gorns often sprayed men