This. Is. Awesome.
It also pairs nicely with this excerpt about Star Trek: The Experience from Just A Geek:
We finally make our way to the end of a short line of people waiting to get into the ride. We are in a passageway, standing right next to a large display about the Klingon Empire. A visual record of Klingon history plays on a monitor, next to a display featuring weapons and costumes worn by Michael Dorn. I look at them, and I can hear Michael's deep voice as he whines about how uncomfortable his makeup is. I smile to myself.
The Experience is closed to the public, so all the people in this line are hardcore Trekkies, most of them in costume. The people ahead of us are wearing Next Generation Starfleet uniforms. We exchange greetings, as a group of Trekkies dressed as Klingons arrive behind us.
My Trekkiesense begins to tingle again.
There is a certain, uh, psychology, that inhabits the minds of people who dress up like Klingons . . . they tend to be very extroverted and a little obnoxious from time to time. These Klingons fit that description completely. Before long, they've begun an argument with the people in front of us. Something about Klingon honor versus the Federation's Prime Directive. The whole thing is amusing to me, but it's beginning to scare my wife. I forget that she hasn't been around this type of thing for years, like I have.
The argument escalates, and both groups try to get me on their side.
“Wil! You were in Starfleet!” the “Federation” fans say. “Surely you're with us!”
The “Klingon” fans grunt and snarl at me in what I imagine is the Klingon tongue. One of them shows off a dangerous looking Klingon batleth.
Of course, I side with my now completely freaked-out wife: “I gotta go, you guys.”
(awesome picture link via boingboing)