Spirk (with a small dose of Pinto)

Ok, so I know no one remembers this any more.

But in the old days, like way old days long before any of us can remember, people used to “go out to eat” at “restaurants” (those were buildings with lots of tables and/or booths where you sit with your friends or family or even by yourself and if with others, talk and laugh and discuss stuff.) You got to choose from a “menu” (a printed list of food and drinks they offered) what you wanted and they had “chefs” who prepared your chosen food, and then people called “waiters” or “wait staff” brought your food to you at your table and you actually ate sitting by others or across from others and maybe even close enough to touch and actually hear each other.

Yeah, the olden days were really quaint, weren’t they?

I mean, who of us could even REMEMBER way back like, WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY back maybe 4 months ago? Nobody could be expected to remember. That’s like horse-and-buggy days.

But anyway, some of those “restaurants” placed little shaker containers labeled “S” and “P,” which stood for salt and pepper, on the tables.

All of that is to say that I believe most all aos spirk fics could never be sprinkled to often or too heavily by the little shakers labeled * “SP.”

*Spock Prime

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