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Jun. 13th, 2013 10:07 pmWatching Star Trek: The Next Generation with my husband goes a little something like this.
Angel One - Riker is flirting with the misandrist leader of a female dominated planet.
Me: Riker no, don’t fuck the natives.
Husband: YEAH RIKER, GET SOME!
11001001 - Riker is flirting with a red herring in a red dress on the holodeck.
Me: Riker no, don’t fuck the holograms.
Husband: YEAH RIKER, GET SOME!
This was followed in short order by a lamentation about how Riker got cockblocked by having to save the ship.