Janeway <aboard Voyager>:
ATTENTION CREW: WHOEVER LEFT MY SEAT UP IS IN FOR WORLDS OF HURT! WORLDS OF HURT!
When I find who's been sending me those lolcat emails there will be hell to pay. All right Mister Kim, let's just see what you've been Googling on night command.
When I was at Warp 10 I existed in every point in space and time in the universe.
In about a week you're going to give B'Elanna a gynecological exam. You might want to pre-warm your instruments this time - for the crew's sake.
My thoughts to your thoughts....
You don't just meld with one person. You meld with every person they have melded with in the last five years.
Not to worry, I am completely clean, Mister Suder.
Ahem. Your'e not the only Vulcan aboard.
, wipes hands on pants
>: Dammit Vorik!
The crew's nightly game of "Guess Who Dealt It" always ended the same way: with a heated debate over the molecular characteristics of Plomeek vs Brussel Sprouts.