man like if you want friends in the star trek fandom all you have to do is say “hey i want friends in the star trek fandom” and you’ll get like a horde of 100+ trekkies finding you and befriending you it’s that easy
is this true? because i want star trek friends. i don’t have star trek friends.
hey guys do the thing
WE HAVE BEEN SUMMONED
I mostly post tng thoughi am a loner in my world of star trek, BE MY FRIEND GUYS
NOBODY IN THE WORLD OF STAR TREK SHOULD EVER HAVE TO BE A LONER
COME TO MY ARMSor the collective arms of the rest of the fandom whatever is less creepy
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I’m tired of it. My new and main blog, again, is: anglophileBlogger.
In Klingon, Beards = rolDu’
*rolmey
Surely -Du’ as beards are a body part (kinda)? They’re not living tissue but I’d think it would count.
(for my non Klingon speaking followers, the plural suffixes are -pu’, -Du’ and -mey. -pu’ is for people/language speaking beings, -Du’ for body parts, and -mey for inanimate objects.)
You are correct.
I literally just wrote this on my friends FB wall after an hour of searcching for good transaltors and generators
“Simply fufilling a promise :3
Armenian: Ծնունդդ շնորհավոր
Bengali: শুভ জন্মদিন
Croatian: Sretan rođendan
Dutch: Gelukkige Verjaardag
Estonian: Palju õnne sünnipäevaks
French: Joyeux Anniversaire
German: Alles Gute zum Geburtstag
Hindi: जन्मदिन मुबारक
Icelandic: Til hamingju með afmælið
… Korean: oppa birthday style
Latin: felix dies natalis
Macedoinian: среќен Роденден
Polish: z okazji urodzin
Russian: С Днем Рождения
Spanish: feliz cumpleaños
Swahili: furaha kuzaliwa
Thai: สุขสันต์วันเกิด
Vietnamese: Chúc mừng sinh nhật
Welsh: Pen-blwydd hapus
Klingon: Quch qoS
Elvish: Elerossë Arnatuilë
No matter the language, the message is still the same
HAPPY BIRTHDAY
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PS. I used Google translate and a couple of dodgy generators so a lot of this may be wrong
I don’t speak any of these languages
I might have acidentally put ‘I screwed your dog on a plate of lettuce’
And we’ll never know”
here’s an accurate Kllngon translation
I woke Adam up by texting him Klingon numbers up to javmaHjav (66) one text at a time, then by counting up to javmaH aloud, then shouting fake numbers like javmaHPEANUTBUTTER to politely explain I was hungry, then wailing “qa’musha parmaqay” (I love you, romantic partner) repeatedly. Adam informed me that it’s too early for Klingon and I have to make my own breakfast :(
javmaHpeanutbutter is the highest number I can count to.
That cloud kind of looks like a Klingon Bird-of-Prey peeking up over the Barnes & Noble.
SShhhh there’s nothing there. Pay no attention to the cloud.








