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minus-squareIninewCrowlinkfedilinkEnglisharrow-up15·1 month agoImagine dropping some of your gagh in there or spilling some blood wine into that funnel … and we all know that Klingons are pretty messy eaters too.
minus-squareteft@lemmy.worldlinkfedilinkarrow-up12·edit-21 month agoIn klingonese boob window when translated literally is “flavor saver”.
minus-squareIninewCrowlinkfedilinkEnglisharrow-up11·1 month agoI just cupped my mouth and nose when I imagined what that might smell like … especially after a day of living on a hot sweaty Bird of Prey warship.
minus-squareIninewCrowlinkfedilinkEnglisharrow-up7·1 month agoImagine working in a Klingon laundry room
Imagine dropping some of your gagh in there or spilling some blood wine into that funnel … and we all know that Klingons are pretty messy eaters too.
In klingonese boob window when translated literally is “flavor saver”.
I just cupped my mouth and nose when I imagined what that might smell like … especially after a day of living on a hot sweaty Bird of Prey warship.
Like warm targ ass drenched in gagh…
Imagine working in a Klingon laundry room
Perhaps it is a good day to die.