Discussion in 'Star Trek - Original Series' started by RobertScorpio, Aug 7, 2009.
A Romulan warbird decloaked off
the starboard nacelle. "Shields up!"
Kirk barked, relieved his social
failures would be forgotten. Unfortunately
The Romulan Praetor laughed upon
seeing Kirk's expanding middle. "Chubby
martinets won't stop us!" Exclaimed
the commander of the warbird.
"Chubby!" Spat Kirk. "I've kicked
people's asses for lesser insults!"
Ginning maniacally, the Praetor ordered
a Cardassian Sunrise whilst pondering
a sandwich. "Hungry" he sneered
"Yes?" replied Hungry, looking up.
"Lock disruptors on target, Hungry!"
"That's my job!" snapped Thirsty.
"Load spam torpedoes!" shouted Kirk.
Spam spewed from Enterprise, hitting
the Warbird in the windshield.
Spam gummed up the Warbird's
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