February 23

[NAHTMMM]

(KA-BOOM)
Scotty: We've just been sucker punched by some unknown force.
Spock: It hit with the power of 90 of our photon torpedoes. We'll lose our shields in another three hits.
(KA-BOOM)
Spock: Two hits.
Kirk: You mean we could withstand a barrage of 930 torpedoes?
(KA-BOOM)
Spock: One more hit. And your grasp of mathematics is atrocious.
Kirk: Nine times three plus four is -- wait, I forgot the order of operations.
(KA-BOOM)
Spock: Shields are down. How about a course of action, already?
Kirk: Right, that. Hit it Uhura. (ahem) I am Captain James T. Kirk of the U.S.S. Enterprise. But you can call me T-Bone. By the way, I'm single.
Spock: (sigh) Brace for impact, everyone.

I was laughing hard at this entire paragraph Fantastic stuff!

Uhura: Lalala! La la!
Nomad: Explain the meaning of this noise.
Uhura: Um... "la"?
Nomad: Insufficient response. Engaging brain reformatter.
Uhura: Ack!
Scotty: Just what do you think you're-- GAK!

:mrgreen:

Kirk: I submit that I am inferior. I created you. Therefore I submit that you are inferior. Furthermore, I submit that I didn't actually create you. I did make a Nomad out of hair gel and pine cones once. And it was inferior. Therefore, you are inferior for confusing yourself with that gooey child of my imagination those many years ago.

:lol: :lol:

...
Kirk: Can't you just let us--
Sargon: Finish a sentence? But we are millions of years more advanced!
Kirk: Si--
Sargon: Gh!

Heheh.

Kirk: Wouldn't it be ironic if the longest, greatest speech of Star Trek was reduced to the shortest scene in this fiver?
Spock: Yep. Risky too.

Heh :mrgreen:

Mulhall (Thalassa): But a disembodied voice cannot exist without proper tags!
Sargon: (from the very fabric of space-time) Oops.

Heehee