The *NEW* Enterprise Five-Word Thingy!

century, but the Science Directorate

 

had to take action when

 

it realized that humans were

 

advancing far faster than was

 

good for illogical, fragile, emotional

 

species such as the mysterious

 

yet very delicious two-brained and

 

six-limbed inhabitants of the

 

undersea world located not far

 

from the border of Klingon

 

's farthest Quik-E-Mart selling targ

 

meat past the expiration date.

 

"I love that stuff," Phlox

 

interjected. "The meat is so

 

rancid that you need to

 

resequence it inside a matter

 

reclamation unit. I've only seen

 

a couple of chefs who

 

can do it correctly. Sauces

 

have to be carefully prepared