[Growltigga]

LOL, Sachmo, we could take this one step forward and design an alien race that designates it's vessels after things your wife says to you..

Cue orchestral fanfare as the mighty battlefleet of the Nagan-Moan Alliance warps into normal space. Squadrons of 'Ooh, you've left the loo seat up again' destroyers sweep on the flanks, serried ranks of 'That bin wont go out on its own' light cruisers and 'Why am I the only one who unstacks the dishwasher' class cruisers form the bulk of the fleet and the mighty 'You dont appreciate me' class battlecruisers are only dwarfed by the fleet flagship, a powerful 'I should have listened to my mother' class dreadnought