arctic-hands:

wilwheaton:

lightshadowverisimilitude:

copperbadge:

acebycircle:

He just sits his ass down on all those buttons that could or could not be firing lasers into space

If we can’t invent a touchscreen that recognizes an ass-dial by the 24th century, we really have no business being in space at all.

True Fact: LCARS is designed to recognize your butt, and only fire the phasers if your butt is authorized to fire them.

It cannot come from a higher authority than that

steampunkepsilon:

bassiter:

while looking up 1950s slang, i found the phrase “come on snake, let’s rattle,” which has 2 meanings: asking someone to dance, and challenging someone to a fight

and. hhhooooooooo boy does that fact have some Potential

Invite your crush to the dance floor, but instead they just fuckin deck you