Klingon is a known reprobate from several hundred years in the future. We know his father was descended from Worf, a most fierce and honorable warrior the likes we’ve never heard, because it hasn’t happened yet. But his works completely failed to address the Atlantic Multi-Donged Squid, which attacked the Sydney coast repeatedly in March of 2020.
That attack was justified, to preserve the ongoing peace between the Pacific and Atlantic molluscs, all of which are subservient to Worf but decidedely not to his future Klingon progeny. To suggest otherwise is separatist heresy.
as a citizen scientist, i strongly disagree. you speak of shellfish, academically! while a lonely starving writer from some seacoast shithole makes up a bunch of shit. As Cthculu the god of unspellable god names would like to remind you, hi!
Forgive me, I did not wish to gain the ire of a loyal devotee of the Great Old One nor a citizen from the Republic of Science. I speak only from the perspective of a lowly decapod who has seen enough turbulent waters to know what it means when fire meets noxious wind.
Klingon is a known reprobate from several hundred years in the future. We know his father was descended from Worf, a most fierce and honorable warrior the likes we’ve never heard, because it hasn’t happened yet. But his works completely failed to address the Atlantic Multi-Donged Squid, which attacked the Sydney coast repeatedly in March of 2020.
That attack was justified, to preserve the ongoing peace between the Pacific and Atlantic molluscs, all of which are subservient to Worf but decidedely not to his future Klingon progeny. To suggest otherwise is separatist heresy.
as a citizen scientist, i strongly disagree. you speak of shellfish, academically! while a lonely starving writer from some seacoast shithole makes up a bunch of shit. As Cthculu the god of unspellable god names would like to remind you, hi!
Forgive me, I did not wish to gain the ire of a loyal devotee of the Great Old One nor a citizen from the Republic of Science. I speak only from the perspective of a lowly decapod who has seen enough turbulent waters to know what it means when fire meets noxious wind.