Annnnd we're early! A day early. Make the most of it, and let's start with last week's winners:
And now, this week's set!

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NOG: The uniform, Jake. Chicks dig the uniform.
JAKE: So where are these chicks?
NOGS: Turns out they don't dig being called "chicks".
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Aron Eisenberg: Hey, Ira, look who I caught sneaking onto the set!?
Ira Steven Behr: Cirroc, we told you: you get the last, tearful godbye to your dad as we pull away from the station. Other than that, we don't need you. So go home, collect your check, and catch up on the X-Files.
Cirroc Lofton: Come on, Ira, my name is in the opening credits.
Rick Berman: Don't make me sic the Vidians on Jake's ass.
Behr: That's Voyager.
Berman: OK, the Pakleds.
Behr: That's ... ok, we'll go with that. (Aside) Does Rick even watch what he produces?
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Weyoun: Yes, we're a boy band called the Soulless Minions of Orthodoxy. Why, have you heard of us?
First: I am the cute one!
Second: I AM THE CUTE ONE! YOU ARE THE HEARTTHROB!
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Sisko: (over comm) Sisko to O'Brien. How's the flight test going?
O'Brien: Fantastic, so far you owe me a bottle of 30 year old Scotch to pass him.
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JAKE: That's a picture of the TOWN SQUARE on Ferenginar?
NOG: All the women are naked. Allll of them.

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SHAGGY: I-I don't think those are masks, Scoob!
SCOOBY: Rut-Ro!
And now, this week's set!




