Meh, hort sucks at presents for girls anyway. I've only gotten a couple. The last one was a teddy bear from the coffee shop where we first met. I found a matching box of chocolates somewhere else, too. I thought it was the most romantic thing I could've possibly done, but she was unimpressed. *sigh*
Chocolates! Chocolate is considered an acceptable form of payment.
When Senshi Left this Christmas Adventure Due to mean evil Video Card Grinch they were typing on PAGE 511
Look at you now so Big..Page 532
[Senshi,New and improved LAN/Video Card GE9500GT on a NetGear fob..}
OOOH My now card is at 37 c.. were heating our apt with it now burr.. our meaning me and the cats as I'm silver single]
Now we look so absolutely fabulous .. you should see us.. in Catlin or Orion now.
[So now in happy joy joy.. Orion Free Jade would like to share the Klingon Opera w u]
I am a junk bond king
Playing Dabo nightly
My wall street Wilde's at Quarks don't even
help me slightly
and I'm loosing nightly
Screaming about a Holo Leeta sometimes i see two
Section 31 is far behind
Captain Drake doesn't have a clue
Got a phaser in my hand
a suitcase full of
platinum from a ferengi bank
Wont stop til we got to briar patch
Down in the swamps with the
targ and the gorn
Me and a friend of mine
got our hand on the helm
got lithium in the core
The sign outside said
Come meet holo leeta
and her Dabo Table
Drozana station
all my starfleet wilds
don't help me even slightly.
Cased in the last of my ECs
bought a runabout
made our way to the neutral zone
got my hands on my phaser
Wandered into the Dabo Hall
fell in love with the Dabo wheel
playing Quarks style Dabo
But I never have the numbers and I'm loosing nightly
and Frances drake is far behind
15 percent from the federation jail
Im a burned out captain playing
Dabo bingo
Renegade blues
got a phaser in the nightstand
got a auto sweeper in the cabin
got reactive armour in the closet i wear when i go out in space
got a Targ sleeping on the floor
shadows on the scanner
romulans cloaked in the quadrant
Section 31 in the hold of the freighter i swore
crusher nanites on the Risa beech
The promise of alien blood
gonna chew on a tribble tattoo
Admiral Quinn in the Starbase
yelling at his comm
Vulcan's running down the hall
say I'm not
to logical at all
Andorian on my bridge explosions everywhere
going to the party
at the center of the fight
everyone's heading for a hole in the ground
its the dance of bat leths
its the twilight of the gods
its not sure what the battlemaster said
hes gotten old and kicked in the zed
its not the most medals wins if you die
is he who cloaks and runs away that lives to fight another day
hey hey hey
yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
look out starfleet here we come
there ant no room
on a bop for the insincere
let kick it in warp and get right out of here
I was born to raise the targ
some were born to rock the boat
Grab my witness I'm your mutineer
<Klingon draft Opera>
*sigh*
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