I’m the guy that which does Love and Capes.
Yeah, Doc, easy to talk when you’re not the one squeezing a canteloupe out your hoohoo.
It happens literally 300,000+ times a day. Nope, not a crisis, no matter what unpleasant verbiage is used.
I’m reminded of some ST fanfic (set on an entirely fan-character crewed ship) in which the Captain, a felinoid and not handling pain well, grabbed the doctor by his boys, squeezed and roared out “Epidural NOW!!!”
–Yes, I co-wrote that particular fanfic. Sue me.
You got a link to that, K.Alan McDougall ?
I don’t think so, the club has been out of operation for a few years now (we published our fanfic in actual printed fanzines…ah, memories). My best advice is to google for any fanfic from the U.S.S. Majestic (my club’s name), or go to Facebook and ask Paul M. Reid (the club captain).
BTW, that’s not my strangest scene; in another story, I gave the Captain a female Gorn yeoman who, when drunk, essentially turned into Elmyra from “Tiny Toons” and tried to give the Captain a fluorescent pink poodle haircut. Beat THAT, Evil Brain!!!
Which USS Majestic, was that in the USF or the SLA?
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