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My caption: "The FINAL frontier!"
"Boldly going, indeed!"
Beam me up Mighty Girl!
Esperanto kissing= tongue to earlobe
Captain Kirk's old nemesis leaned in close, Ceti eel slithering in her mouth. "You will give me a Google Wave invite, Kirk! I have ways to make you!" Kirk gulped. This was the wrath of Mighty Girl indeed.
The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the tongue.
Me so Gorn-y!
OMG...I just shat myself.
Pardon me, Captain, but is that a tasty Tribble in your ear?
Lick long and prosper.
I think there's a little Romulan Ale on your cheek...hold still.
So --- A Star Fleet Academy Grad enters a bar and is transfixed by the Red Head sitting alone
with her cocktail.
Capt. Kirk opens with "Would you like a little Captain in you?"
(I don't think he meant "Morgan's")
I consider this and wonder how would the Captain like a little Mighty Girl -- In HIM.
Set phasers to "tongue"!
Mighty Girl... Boldly going where no tongue has gone before.
Captain's log, stardate 1620.2. Despite repeated attempts, I cannot wrap my head around this strange alien tongue. I shall have to delve deeper...
Face, the final frontier. Mighty Girl is conflicted at making first contact with Shatner's hair and not violating the Prime Directive.
wet willy the shatner
By golly, Jim... I'm beginning to think I found the cure to a rainy day!
THANK YOU for not making me wear a red shirt...
How many licks does it take to get to the center of a William Shatner? The world may never know.
Scotty, his beam is up.
Not even Mighty Girl can distract Captain Kirk from his Prime Directive
"Dammit Jim, I'm a blogger not Yoeman Tongue Teaser"
Hold Still. My Mighty Life List is JUST. ABOUT. COMPLETE.
Tongue! Tied! Negotiator!
Yet another item on my Life List that looks better on paper. I intent was to "Lick Spock at chess". But when I arrived Spock was unavailable. Graciously Captain Kirk volunteered to be licked. I try to go with the flow, but somehow the magic was gone. “No,” I said. “I have no desire to do this.” So we beamed back to our shuttle, where I wept with relief and disappointment at my failure to strap on a pair.
MMMmmm tastes like CORN!
Khaaaaaaan I lick your face?
A tongue-in-cheek affair.
What is "kiss"?
I'm sorry Bones... The prime directive requires that I endure this creature's attempt at contact with... out.... flinching......
Shatner... doz you haz a flabor?
Who won?