Shit, I went to regular schools and still managed to major in “He-Who-Must-Suffer-nomics”.
Implying you’d just sit in the test room as instructed, while as far as you know, a bunch of people die in the corridor outside.
Yeah. Not sure what that poster is on about, Sir Patrick is in terrific form still. The only thing I think maybe differs is the energy, but that’s down to personal tone and timing, Sir Patrick hasn’t aged or changed massively from his prime, he’s always been of less jubilant character, but still very present and engaged.
Total happenstance! One of their workshops is right next to mine, and I walked past one morning and spotted a prop I recognised. I poked my head round the door and asked if it was what I thought and between various people being astonished that I had recognised it, they told me they were just starting the build and how to take a little peek. It was only half finished but it was really really cool nonetheless!
Oh my god I’m so glad this was announced. I was on the bridge set last week and it was an awesome moment for me!
I believe this was a joke, about how this moon looks like a shaved scrotum that’s been savaged by a ferret.
Maybe the Grand Nagus should be, but Zek loves fucking with people too much.
Allamaraine!
Their tears are filling up their glasses No Dominion, no Dominion
I think this is a Brooklyn Nine-Nine reference.
Fun fact: The cockney rhyming slag for Cunt is Berkshire Hunt. This is also the root phrase for Berk; a gentle term, commonly used by old women in the UK to call people fools. “That Dave is such a berk!” As most people don’t know the origin of the word, it’s funny how many times you’ll hear someone called a Berk in a year, by people not realising it means Cunt.
Could be better on Janeway’s body, she was known for her love of good coffee after all.