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Trip: You've had quite a few Captain. Maybe I should fly us back to the ship.
Archer, drunkly: HELL NO! *hic* I's not not drunk! I's can flys this shittle justies fine! *burp*
[Archer then presses several buttons. Suddenly the lights go out, the left turn signal turns on, the windshield wipers turn on, and the song "I Want to Know What Love Is" by Foreigner begins playing]
Mayweather: Any luck getting into the Captain's titty mag stash?
Reed: Nope. It's locked up tighter than T'Pol's clenched buttcheeks!
Archer: To be! Or...not to be. Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer the SLINGS and arrows of outrageous fortune, to take arms against a sea of troubles -- and by opposing, end them?
Reed: ....sir? Mind if I ask what you're doing?
Archer: Setting a precedent, dammit. Henceforth all Enterprise captains shall quote Shakespeare for dramatic effect!
TRIP: Yea, it's called handshake. It's an Earth thing. Every planet has its own weird customs. About a year before we met, I spent six weeks on a moon where the principal form of recreation was juggling geese. My hand to God. Baby geese. Goslings. They were juggled.