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Started by sprite75, January 22, 2011, 12:12:08 AM

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sprite75

January 22, 2011, 12:12:08 AM


To boldly go where no litter box has gone before!
God of making the characteristic which becomes dirty sends the hurricane.

retrorussell

#1
January 22, 2011, 02:04:24 AM
Cat: Lieutenant Uhura?  Please send me up 2 tuna fish sandwiches and some milk.
Uhura: Right away, Captain.
Cat: And a toy on a string.  And some catnip.
Uhura: What?!
Cat: And clean my poop out of the litter box while you're at it.
Uhura: WHO THE HELL IS THIS?!!
"O the legend they say, on a Valentine's Day, is a curse that'll live on and on.."

Umaril The Unfeathered

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January 22, 2011, 08:51:31 AM


It's cat-ptain Kirk!
Tam-Riel na nou Sancremath.
Dawn's Beauty is our shining home.

An varlais, nou bala, an kynd, nou latta.
The stars are our power, the sky is our light.

Malatu na nou karan.
Truth is our armor.

Malatu na bala
Truth is power.

Heca, Pellani! Agabaiyane Ehlnadaya!
Be gone, outsiders! I do not fear your mortal gods!

Auri-El na nou ata, ye A, Umaril, an Aran!
Aure-El is our father, and I, Umaril, the king!

Jack

#3
January 22, 2011, 09:05:11 AM
This looks like a cozy spot to curl up and take a nap.
The world is changed by your example, not by your opinion.

- Paulo Coelho

AndyC

#4
January 22, 2011, 09:07:21 AM
"We.... NEED... to buy.... Bones some time... tofindanantidote. Lock phasers, Mr. Chekhov. Yeoman Rand.... could.... you..... dangleapieceofstringforme."
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"Join me in the abyss of savings."

sprite75

#5
January 23, 2011, 11:11:37 PM


If Captain Kirk sits on me he'll find out pretty damn quick I'm no tribble!
God of making the characteristic which becomes dirty sends the hurricane.

Umaril The Unfeathered

#6
January 24, 2011, 02:31:15 PM


"Mr. Chekhov, plot a course for Litterbox 5." 
Tam-Riel na nou Sancremath.
Dawn's Beauty is our shining home.

An varlais, nou bala, an kynd, nou latta.
The stars are our power, the sky is our light.

Malatu na nou karan.
Truth is our armor.

Malatu na bala
Truth is power.

Heca, Pellani! Agabaiyane Ehlnadaya!
Be gone, outsiders! I do not fear your mortal gods!

Auri-El na nou ata, ye A, Umaril, an Aran!
Aure-El is our father, and I, Umaril, the king!

Sam Axe

#7
January 25, 2011, 05:17:21 PM
"he doesn't like anyone sitting in his chair? So what! I think I can take him, I've seen him fight."

sprite75

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January 26, 2011, 02:08:36 AM
Quote from: Sam Axe on January 25, 2011, 05:17:21 PM
"he doesn't like anyone sitting in his chair? So what! I think I can take him, I've seen him fight."

Lol, yeah, she probably could too.  She'd run circles around either the 60s version or the 2010s version of The Shat.
God of making the characteristic which becomes dirty sends the hurricane.
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