|
In a fit of emotional rage, Captain Kirk picks a fight with the android who accidently killed his prized tribble...
|
|
|
|
 |
 | |  |
| PREPARE...TO...MEET... ...YOUR...MAKER...HUMAN. | |
 | |  |
|
|
|
|
Oh, sure... Kirk was able to get in a few shots, actually denting the exterior metal casing of the android with his fist...
|
|
|
|
| | |
| I'm going to work you like an immigrant seamstress! | |
| | |
|
|
| | |
| AND...I...WILL...HIT... ...YOU...SO...HARD... ...YOUR...DOG...WILL... ...HAVE...TO...TAKE...A... ...SHIT...ON...YOUR... ...NEIGHBOR'S...LAWN. | |
| | |
|
|
|
|
...but, in the end, the android, being much stronger (and made out of metal), was able to soundly thump the starship captain's ass.
|
|
|
|
| | |
| That doesn't even make sense, you mechanical bucket of bolts! | |
| | |
|
|
| | |
| SPEAKING...OF... ...SCENTS... TELL...YOUR... ...MOTHER...SHE... ...NEEDS...TO...DOUCHE. | |
| | |
|
|
|
says: