It's a new year! A new forum! A new contest! Last week's winners!
Turbo earns the Wrath of Eire:
O'Brien: "...and until you tell me which one of you reprogrammed the computer to say "Top o' the mornin' to ya!" and replicate me nothing but Blarney stones, there will be no footrubs, no backrubs, and no raktajino!"
The "Up High! ..No, Up Here-- No, THIS WAY, JULIAN!" Award goes to Nerys Myk:
Bashir and O'Brien had trouble mastering the ancient Earth custom of the high five.
JirisPanthosa gets the "What Are Friends For" award:
KEIKO: We did it Miles, she really thinks it was an accident. Now I don't have to suffer through the worst part of the pregnancy!
MILES: Let's use Dax for the third one.
Leadhead merits the Youthful Discretion prize:
O'Brien: Look, I'm trying to not paint all of your species with the same brush, but the tattoo on your wrist that says "Humans are inferior" doesn't help matters.
Finally, proving that troubles come in batallions:
Bashir: (OV) Bashir to O'Brien. Please report to the infirmary. It seems that parasite Jadzia got from your recent away mission together, has used your genetic material to impregnate her....
O'Brien: Bloody Hell!
Congratulations, Finn!
And now, as much fascination as you can get without Mr. Spock!


O'Brien: "...and until you tell me which one of you reprogrammed the computer to say "Top o' the mornin' to ya!" and replicate me nothing but Blarney stones, there will be no footrubs, no backrubs, and no raktajino!"
The "Up High! ..No, Up Here-- No, THIS WAY, JULIAN!" Award goes to Nerys Myk:

Bashir and O'Brien had trouble mastering the ancient Earth custom of the high five.
JirisPanthosa gets the "What Are Friends For" award:

KEIKO: We did it Miles, she really thinks it was an accident. Now I don't have to suffer through the worst part of the pregnancy!
MILES: Let's use Dax for the third one.
Leadhead merits the Youthful Discretion prize:

O'Brien: Look, I'm trying to not paint all of your species with the same brush, but the tattoo on your wrist that says "Humans are inferior" doesn't help matters.
Finally, proving that troubles come in batallions:


Bashir: (OV) Bashir to O'Brien. Please report to the infirmary. It seems that parasite Jadzia got from your recent away mission together, has used your genetic material to impregnate her....
O'Brien: Bloody Hell!
Congratulations, Finn!
And now, as much fascination as you can get without Mr. Spock!




