Discussion in 'Deep Space Nine' started by Vulcan Princess, Oct 18, 2011.
finest hour (it was 12:00AM)
. Nor our finest hors d'oeuvres.
It wasn't bad until the
garlic bread, slathered with rancid
"Hard to milk,"
Mugatos. Still harder to milk,
Mughettos, the related urban species
whose economic and educational prospects
were not improved by their
larger 'teets'. The thought was,
you see, that the proactive
canapés were udderly silly. So
we'd milked all the alliterative
jokes available and moved on.
"I killed Joker!" laughed Batman.
"Shut it!" roared Manbat tried
sentence coherent speaking. Failed. "Look,
(Manbat can't be expected to can he (it?) really?)
try be I thinking possible
continued Batman incursions reality warping?
Stop went behind left we
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