The Great "DS9 5-world [sic] Story" Part 3

said, referring, naturally, to poultry.

 

"My boobs are much bigger!"

 

Morn pointed out with sorrow.

 

"Who cares about boobs? There

 

is my dick."

Ezri chopped

 

garlic, lettuce, tomatoes and onions.

 

"This is a warrior's meal"

 

cried Martok with gusto, his

(If you are Arthur Dent, may I assume that fine picture from Gul Re'jal concerns the Cardassian you bemoaning the sad absence of the perfect cup of tea (red leaf, of course)?)

 

eye alight with hunger and

(after a fashion. Its actually a famous Shakespearean actor drawn as a Cardassian whom looks like he could use a cup of the good stuff...)

 

lust, Ezri's breasts being just

 

not good enough compared with

 

Sirella's, but still very enjoyable

 

.

Batman jumped in with a

 

bloodwine flavored vinaigrette. Martok roared

 

with disappointment when his manly

 

beard touched the vinaigrette and

 

burst into flame.

"What manner

 

of vinaigrette... I LOVE IT!"

 

"Douse the General, quickly!"

Buckets

 

bloodwine were brought in and