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DISCLAIMER: If any of my opinions or what I say hurt/offend you. TOUGH. Either deal with it or go cry like the whiny keyboard warrior you probably are.
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Heir to the high pony of holier than thou, Guardian of the Sacred Mallet of Thwarting, and giver of Baptismal raspberries since 02/02/2010
A federation Captain, a Romulan Captain and a KDF captain all walk into a bar and order a synthahol, an ale and a blood wine. Just as the bartender slides the drinks up onto the bar three gob flies buzz around and fall into each drink.
The federation Captain looks down at his drink and the gob fly in it in disgust and pushes the drink away, unable to enjoy it.
The Romulan captain looks at his drink and grabs a spoon. Fishing out the gob fly he slams the drink down with a smile of satisfaction.
The KDF Captain looks at his blood wine and the fly floating in it, reaches down and grabs the vile creature by its wings, shaking it furiuosly, shouting, " SPIT IT OUT YOU HONORLESS THIEF! ITS MINE!"
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DISCLAIMER: If any of my opinions or what I say hurt/offend you. TOUGH. Either deal with it or go cry like the whiny keyboard warrior you probably are.
Take a look at Winter's Avatar. It is the SDF1 (Macross) with Fed ship facing off against a Klingon ship. Sorry for the confusion.:D
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< grabs Win, takes deep breath and disapeers back in to the smoke >
R.I.P
Win!
Heir to the high pony of holier than thou, Guardian of the Sacred Mallet of Thwarting, and giver of Baptismal raspberries since 02/02/2010
The federation Captain looks down at his drink and the gob fly in it in disgust and pushes the drink away, unable to enjoy it.
The Romulan captain looks at his drink and grabs a spoon. Fishing out the gob fly he slams the drink down with a smile of satisfaction.
The KDF Captain looks at his blood wine and the fly floating in it, reaches down and grabs the vile creature by its wings, shaking it furiuosly, shouting, " SPIT IT OUT YOU HONORLESS THIEF! ITS MINE!"
(takes Win and leaves)
R.I.P