Whenever I order Thai food, the guy says, “Thank you, sir, bye bye.”
I’m a sir now?
Well, you do have a better moustache then me.
It tickles. 
“than I.”
hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee
Where the hell is my phaser cutting phaser when ME needs it?
Plinky better watch out, Viva. Me gots my eye on plinky!
Stop staring at my plinky!
I know; the Boy can’t help it.
Yo, Kn*ckers:
Archer always looks like he’s working up another ulcer, doesn’t he?
Furrow, furrow, furrow
You know what? I take back what I said… you people still make my head hurt.
Holy crap!
Shatner and Nimoy are going to be at the Trek-a-thon thingy in Tulsa tomorrow (Sat.) at 2:00-ish!
Uhura, Chekov, and R2D2 are already there. (R2D2? …oh well…)
Man, those guys are looking old. The future ain’t what it used to be!
Yeah, but you love us anyway.
You know, all that reminiscing about the halcycon days of youth sounded more Milo Bloom than anything else. Or was it Micheal Binkley?
Remember the wheelchair guy that would play Enterprise with the penguin and Bill the cat?
That was an interesting story arc. And quite possibly the only regular use of a disabled (or differently abled - whichever is pc today) person in a comic strip.
The Sunday panels were amazing. I’ll have to look through my boxes of saved stuffs and see if I cut out any.
Plinky remember that, Viva?
The squeeze iz werking toodae, I may just go to Tulsa to see Kirk…
Cutter John. I loved that character. He was a Vietnam vet in a wheelchair, and while he was not particualarly fond of the fact that he couldn’t walk, he didn’t let his non-working legs or his experience in the war define who he was as a person.
OK, you made me dig out my books. A few relevant quotes:
Milo: “Remember, Binkley? Remember when we used to crawl around on all fours…? And babble nonsensical words and throw our food at the walls and pour Malt-O-Meal on the cat? Remember?”
Opus: “Well I mean… it’s a space walrus. With photon flippers or something.”
Cutter John: “Look, crew… We’re not leaving this galaxy until you all decide just exactly who we’re going after. Any nominations?”
Portnoy: “The wild sorority girls of planet Playtex.”
Cutter John: “Warp speed, Mr. Sulu.”
Of course, they had a penguin, rather than a panda…
What the hell are you two talking about?
Poor Aes, born too late.
I swear, kids these days.
and with that, Wearia returns…
Yes I know your all overjoyed. Finals are over and now I have time to read over the countless pages of Enterprise threads and figure out what the hell your all talking about.
I still have no idea.
Bloom County, eh? Weren’t they all supposed to get smashed by a meteor at some point? I’ve only read up to there.
I always liked the ones where Cutter and Opus float off in his helium balloon wheelchair and Opus gets found at sea by communists. Good times.
Be sure to check all of them, we’ve been busy.
finally, the normal kid gets back
Did you get the caribou to Summer pasture? Did the Eskimo bands attack?
…how did you know about that?
And just in case your wondering how it all went down, we got the caribou to Big Snow Hill #47 (the most famous of snow hills) just north of Little Snow Hill #23, the pasture was only 13 snow hills away when we spotted the Eskimos. Oh they were mean looking fellars I tell you. They were armed with slingshots and muskets (the same ones used by our military) and riding on dog sleds with huskies that colored black as night. We quickly ran for cover under Tall Snow Hill #72 in hopes that we weren’t spotted. When they passed we built an igloo camp and set up our satilite dishes so we could catch Peter Mansbridge on the CBC. We slept and when day broke we went to the pasture and let the caribou out.
Oh and the Eskimos got Sars and died…or something.
They were armed with muskrats? Weird.
Our new military, the Army of One, uses a slightly overweight guy named Phil armed witha real weapon. A badger!
When they offered the Japanese army a new treaty including the ultimate badger weapon, they responded, “Badgers? We don’t need no stinkin’ badgers!” and went off to watch The Magnificent Five and Three Quarters, a very under rated classic film.
Should’ve been R. It was rated G.
We are all relieved to find you safe. On a trip to New Hampshire, I became lost at a traffic light and crossed into Canada. The car was surrounded by baby seal wielding Eskimos.
Oh, the horror!