BigJimsWornOutTires
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I understand some folks could use validation and thus, retarded reactions. But guys like me aren’t on here for that. “THEY” can not contact me, period. So I have to relay messages to them through here. It’s the only way. TikTok is compromised along with the rest of the commercialized rattling key sets.
In other words, go lift someone else, please. Leave me to what I do.
“Spock, send Communications Officer Uhura down to the surface.”
“Um,” Spock raised an eyebrow as he looked over to Nyota, who was tucking a band of hair under her ear, getting ready for the beam. “Captain, you wouldn’t be drinking again? Every time you do, you request my girlfriend for assistance and this is beginning to concern me.”
“Try this on for size, you fucking pointy ear freak, how about-” Spock cuts communications off with Kirk. He assures himself that his captain is drinking again. He turns his back to Uhura and beams her down as she is currently smelling her fingers after they were inside her underwear.
