Welcome back to another caption contest! Last week we featured Julian staring at women, and now the results:
Annnnnnnnd now, the running joke that never flushes --
This week: SCIENCE! Behold, the crew scanning! Blowing things up! Looking quizically!
..okay, it's hard to liven up a screencap with just a tricorder, so I leaned heavily on the explosive aspect. Have fun!

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JADZIA: "So Julian, what's it going to be this time? It's cold and we have to cling together to conserve body heat, just as an excuse to dryhump my hip? The compartment may suddenly vent into space and we'll need to hold on to each other to keep from being pulled out, just so you can feel me up?
BASHIR: "NO! I'm gravely concerned for our safety and wanted to make sure you're not scared"
JADZIA: "I'm sorry I misjudged you Julian, thank yo--"
BASHIR: "And we need to cling together to conserve body heat and keep each other from being pulled out into space"
JADZIA: "Jerk!"
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MELORA: Julian, I've been hearing some rumors, and I'm becoming a little concerned. How did you meet your last girlfriend?
BASHIR: She was a patient who I miraculously cured from a horrible crippling illness.
MELORA: And your girlfriend before that?
BASHIR: Her? She was of a species who finds trace elements in most M class planets' atmospheres toxic. I altered her lungs so she wouldn't have to wear a mask on the station.
MELORA: I think I'd like to go now.
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Leeta: Just one thing, Julian: suppose this week becomes so...pleasurable, our passions stir up so much we start reconsidering?
Bashir: Well...I suppose, then, a cold shower's in order?
Leeta: Think it would work? I'm not a cold sort of girl.
Bashir: Certainly not.
Leeta: Everyone tells me I'm "hot".
Bashir: Certainly, yes.
(Long pause)
Leeta: So...you said "a cold shower". Does that mean we do it together...?
(Pause)
Bashir: This is gonna take longer than we thought.
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Bashir: "Oh come on! How is my violating every ethic and rule in the book to perform a risky surgery on you just so we can have sex is in any way creepy?"
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Dax: There's you anniversary gift, Julian: an android of Stella Mudd. I haven't figured out how to turn it off yet.
Annnnnnnnd now, the running joke that never flushes --

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Dax: Where are we?
Bashir: We're trapped in the lavatory.
Dax: But there's no toilet.
Bashir: This is Star Trek.
This week: SCIENCE! Behold, the crew scanning! Blowing things up! Looking quizically!
..okay, it's hard to liven up a screencap with just a tricorder, so I leaned heavily on the explosive aspect. Have fun!






