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His name was Kirk. My name is Mudd.
- Thread starter Rowdy Roddy McDowall
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"Jim old boy, you bit it before I did... Did NOT see that coming. I thought for sure my ticker would pop first. So did my doctor.. She says "Hi," by the way. I've tried to make her forget you, but there's only so much Romulan ale in the galaxy... And I do think I know where a few bottles might be purchased for your mourning friends... Reasonably priced...
And before his cup runs dry, someone better get some more bloodwine for Dahar Master Kor who came all this way to celebrate your passing. You might be non-plussed that I'm giving this eulogy... Be glad it isn't Kor!! He's even deeper into his cups than I am! That and most of the surprisingly few people gathered here probably don't speak Thlingonese... But they might after a few reasonably priced bottles of that nice blue stuff... talk with me after the service...
Oh, and there are a few people here you wouldn't expect. A few ladies you dropped off on a mining planet - who haven't quite forgiven you for it. And Arne Darvin - yeah... well - the less said the better. The years haven't been kind... Just kidding Arney - you look great. Really! Sorry about the ridges...
And Jim, sorry that more of your friends aren't here. But Kor salutes you.. Jumping off into space without a spacesuit - Just the way he always said you should go! Going to miss you, Jimmy boy! But we'll have a great time in a few minutes because there's no better excuse for a night filled with bloodwine, howling Klingon victory songs, wild women, and broken furniture like a wake for James Tiberius Kirk - now is there?
So here's to you Jimmy boy - talk about going out in style!"
And before his cup runs dry, someone better get some more bloodwine for Dahar Master Kor who came all this way to celebrate your passing. You might be non-plussed that I'm giving this eulogy... Be glad it isn't Kor!! He's even deeper into his cups than I am! That and most of the surprisingly few people gathered here probably don't speak Thlingonese... But they might after a few reasonably priced bottles of that nice blue stuff... talk with me after the service...
Oh, and there are a few people here you wouldn't expect. A few ladies you dropped off on a mining planet - who haven't quite forgiven you for it. And Arne Darvin - yeah... well - the less said the better. The years haven't been kind... Just kidding Arney - you look great. Really! Sorry about the ridges...
And Jim, sorry that more of your friends aren't here. But Kor salutes you.. Jumping off into space without a spacesuit - Just the way he always said you should go! Going to miss you, Jimmy boy! But we'll have a great time in a few minutes because there's no better excuse for a night filled with bloodwine, howling Klingon victory songs, wild women, and broken furniture like a wake for James Tiberius Kirk - now is there?
So here's to you Jimmy boy - talk about going out in style!"
Roasting Jim.
Now, Khan, on the other hand, would walk up to the podium, take a deep, cleansing breath, and let out a primal, "KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIRRRRRRRKKKK!"
Now, Khan, on the other hand, would walk up to the podium, take a deep, cleansing breath, and let out a primal, "KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIRRRRRRRKKKK!"
