TOS five word thingy!!!

"I'd rather have cucumber sandwiches.",

 

said Uhura, "I have to

 

satisfy my cucumber craving, people!"

(Ha, MJP, we've been reediting, haven't we?)

 

"I got your cucumber," Riley

 

boasted, grabbing his crotch heartily.

 

"That's more like a gherkin

 

, and your Starfleet profile indicates

 

a severe erectile dysfunction problem."

 

Riley, angered, lunged at Uhura,

 

who was quick to grab

 

pinking shears, the closest "weapon",

 

next to her nail clippers.

 

"Aaaarrrrggghh! " Riley yelled as Uhura

 

pinked, sheared and then clipped

 

his uniform, leaving him wearing

 

nothing but a jock strap

 

and a rather stylish bowtie.

 

The head of security walked

 

in, said, "Nice bowtie, Riley!"

 

Everyone laughed at Riley's expense.