Oh, I got hot sause all over my bazito!

You know what this is? It's a brain sucker. You know what it's doing? Filing its tax return

If you wish to make an apple pie from scratch, you must first invent apple pie

The Adventures of Little Ed Brave

Tell airport security your name is McCannister because you can hide anything in a cannister.

You know what? Nobody notices when this changes anyway.

There are 10 types of people in the world: Those who understand binary, and STFU

What happens in a black hole stays in a black hole

The black hole draws you inexorably inward. Time slows. You are likely to be eaten by a grue.

I'd diddle little umdidlie... if she weren't my half-sister.

Abortion prevents pedophilia. In more ways than one!
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I wrote a haiku

which I was about to share,

but then I thought, "screw it."
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Notice to all users of the Holodeck:

There are safety protocols in place that cannot be deactivated without the approval of two commanding officers or the captain to protect users of the Holodeck from potential harm. However, every time the Holodeck is ever used in a nontrivial manner, no matter what the safety protocols say, the Holodeck turns into a deathtrap.

Unless you believe yourself to be adept at constructing a forcefield from your communicator and 19th century Earth tools, or you're at the very least not wearing a red shirt, you are strongly advised not to attempt to use the Holodeck until a designer comes up with a safety protocol that doesn't kill you whenever somebody looks at it funny. Even when you're not on the holodeck. Or in the same quadrant. Or time period.

In fact, if you are wearing a red shirt, Starfleet may not be the job for you


How do you talk to me?

Simple! By talking to everybody! If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all. To put it another way, if you haven't got anything to say that wouldn't embarrass either yourself or me, don't say anything at all. That being said, feel free to tack on anything you'd like to say right here!

Or if you simply have to tell me naughty little secrets, you could always e-mail me directly.

I see you've been posting derogatory remarks about women. hmmmmm - "that's nice", as one of your relatives would say from the kitchen if someone else was yellinsdsdasadsdg "Fire". cmedbdis ;-) the departed is the best movie ever, you probably just don't get it. Can I still write here? Oh, it seems so! Fooled me! ah