And though you are not sentient, Spot, and do not comprehend, I nonetheless consider you a true and valued friend.
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And though you are not sentient, Spot, and do not comprehend, I nonetheless consider you a true and valued friend.
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Vulcans are like Onions... (pixelfed.social)
— Mrs. McMurray
https://startrek.website/pictrs/image/96f8fb28-21cc-4256-a7fc-15241834e266.jpeg
What did you have for breakfast this morning? (startrek.website)
Taste is subjective. (lemmy.sdf.org)
That will make it much easier to take their DNA and use it to explore the galaxy. (lemmy.world)
As if he'd need to be drunk to say this to Spock. (startrek.website)
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Enterprise Bingo: 24th Century Edition (lemmy.world)
aka the “Yes, bloody D” Edition...
Two days on Risa (startrek.website)
Let slip the dogs of war (i.imgur.com)
Oh Rocky, I mean Riker! (startrek.website)
Ding ding dingdingding (startrek.website)
dehn de dehn deh deehn dun dun dun duun (piped.video)
A side by side play
HE JUST LEFT... WITH NUTS! (lemmy.world)
"What's that smell?" "Just... Uhh.... Reflux from... Umm... Cosmic radiation that has its resonance captured by the deflector dish." "... Fucking what?" (startrek.website)
Drink all you want in a post scarcity society (lemmy.world)