TOS five word thingy!!!

, it burned the tongue and

 

made you pray for a

 

cold glass of synthesized milk

 

coming from a synthesized cow.

 

In over words, it was

 

the sort of thing that

 

made you regret your taste

 

for hard liquor, once and

 

for all. The flavor of

 

the thing was a mix

 

of a variety of strange

 

fruit and queer vegetable juices

 

that weren't native to the

 

Wrigley's Pleasure Planet or Earth

 

but appeared to be grown

 

in one of Scotty's socks.

 

The smell of his feet

 

was unmistakable. People were passing

 

out from the odor, all

 

over the ship, even Scotty