TO BOLDLY GO WHERE THERE ARE ANCHOVIES
(Thanks to Suzie W. Wacvet)
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No! Anchovies! Mr.! Scott!
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | September 25, 2010 at 10:25 AM
I. Want. One.
Posted by: Siouxie | September 25, 2010 at 10:29 AM
*Guaranteed not to let cheese klingon wheel
Posted by: sandy | September 25, 2010 at 10:30 AM
You can buy them here:
http://www.thinkgeek.com/homeoffice/kitchen/dea2/?pfm=Carousel_StarTrekCutter_1
Sadly, they don't carry Star Trek perfume anymore.
Posted by: stev0 | September 25, 2010 at 10:34 AM
Captain; pineapple on a pizza is not a logical topping.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson Martini Shark | September 25, 2010 at 10:56 AM
There are many fine Trekkies on this blog (Judi) so I will refrain from making a comment.
Posted by: nursecindy | September 25, 2010 at 11:19 AM
I'm a doctor, Jim. Not a pizza delivery guy!
Posted by: Siouxie | September 25, 2010 at 11:28 AM
Captain! I've got to have more pepperoni!
Posted by: KJP | September 25, 2010 at 12:37 PM
"Slow it down to warp 1 will ya, you're makin' a mess."
Posted by: Mot the Hoople | September 25, 2010 at 03:14 PM
Anchovies? They're dead, Jim!
Posted by: Ralph | September 25, 2010 at 04:55 PM
Proving even guys who live in their moms basements have to eat.
The perfect accompaniment.
Posted by: Loudmouth | September 25, 2010 at 05:35 PM
For redshirts only.
Posted by: Meanie the Blue. | September 25, 2010 at 10:05 PM