I'm going to use this bat'leth to slice off your--
Alright...exiting slowly...leaving you to your PMS...
That means "I love you" in half-Klingon, you FOOL!
YER A WIZARD, HARRY!
Acoochimoya...we are far away from the...
Harry Potter! AND FOR THE LAST TIME, NOT EVERYTHING REQUIRES A GODDAMN VISION QUEST, CHAKOTAY!
my fault you trigger red alert every time I pass gas! It's Neelix's cooking!
My farts never smell that bad and I eat the same food. Dismissed!
I'm going to die anyway, AT LEAST LET ME FART AS I PLEASE!
Yellow Shirt #2:
Dude...your farts do
smell pretty rank.
My body for his vegetables...I like it.