Though you are honorable and worthy or story translations, I simply do not have the time, nor the fortitude to rewrite each word just so that the one Klingon Warrior(if he/she can even read)who might happen upon my site may waste time in such useless endeavors. Out there is an enemy spoiling for a fight. Kahless! It is a good day to die!!!
(Though you are honorable and worthy of story translations, I simply do not have the time, nor the fortitude to rewrite each word just so that the one Klingon Warrior(if he/she can even read)who might happen upon my site may waste time in such useless endeavors. Out there is an enemy spoiling for a fight. Kahless! It is a good day to die!!!)Though you look similiar to Vulcans, you are in no way as honorable. So, don't think I'm going to waste my time in translating these stories for you. It's hardly worth my time to insult you. So, bug off, get lost and go back across the border!
(Though you look similiar to Vulcans, you are in no way as honorable. So, don't think I'm going to waste my time in translating these stories for you. It's hardly worth my time to insult you. So, bug off, get lost and go back across the border!)If it weren't for Major Kira Nerys, whom I admire, adore and lust after, I would probably forget about the majority of Bajorans...nothing personal, it's just that I never saw many of you on Voyager and would be hard pressed to remember your name, even if someone happened to mention it on one of the episodes. My apologies.
(If it weren't for Major Kira Nerys, whom I admire, adore and lust after, I would probably forget about the majority of Bajorans...nothing personal, it's just that I never saw many of you on Voyager and would be hard pressed to remember your name, even if someone happened to mention it on one of the episodes. My apologies.)Never met one I really liked, except for the one stationed on Deep Space 9 who pretended to be a clothier in order to spy. I think he helped our side, but who knows for sure...really.
(Never met one I really liked, except for the one stationed on Deep Space 9 who pretended to be a clothier in order to spy. I think he helped our side, but who knows for sure...really.)You're all a bunch of crooks who would sell their own mothers for latinum. You're freaky looking, with big ass ears and no redeeming qualities. May fortune smile upon you.
(You're all a bunch of crooks who would sell their own mothers for latinum. You're freaky looking, with big ass ears and no redeeming qualities. May fortune smile upon you.)