OH MY GOD, this is TORTURE. Slow-burning, positively sadistic torture. SPOCK, YOU IDIOT. Aaah! It's like you're trying your darnedest to subvert the huddling-for-warmth trope by killing us with UST. Jesus.
Okay. Ahem.
"I would prefer for you to be out of those clothes," Spock said.
Several seconds passed.
"Oh G-god," Jim said. "I'm d-dead. I'm d-dead and I'm hallu-lucinati-ting."
^ this cracked me up so badly. Oh, Spock, why so clueless?
The bridge idiom! Their theoretically possible scenario! Why on earth is Spock the Second pink? And you changed the order of things—I thought you weren't allowed to do that! *grins*
'I'm a doctor, not a deep-sea diver slash a witty phrase slash Klingon warship repairman slash stereotypical action movie hero!'
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Okay. Ahem.
"I would prefer for you to be out of those clothes," Spock said.
Several seconds passed.
"Oh G-god," Jim said. "I'm d-dead. I'm d-dead and I'm hallu-lucinati-ting."
^ this cracked me up so badly. Oh, Spock, why so clueless?
The bridge idiom! Their theoretically possible scenario! Why on earth is Spock the Second pink? And you changed the order of things—I thought you weren't allowed to do that! *grins*
'I'm a doctor, not a deep-sea diver slash a witty phrase slash Klingon warship repairman slash stereotypical action movie hero!'
*dies*