My goodness you lot are so...acceptable. I've never lived this down.
A few years ago I was living in the big nerdy equivalent of a share house, and I'd just spent a day marathon-ing (english good) Star trek:TNG. I'd fallen asleep at the beginning of a DVD, which kind of affected me, because I left my room hungry and muttering something about "finding the nearest replicator". A sharp-eared housemate heard me, casually informing me that I'm not on the Enterprise. So I did the thing that comes naturally in this circumstance.
I held out my hand to crush his larynx.
He was across the room from me, so this was in fact a 'wish I was a Sith and could crush those who annoy me' moment. I'm not a Sith, something he pointed out to me in short order.
I retreated to my room, hungry and ego-deflated.