[/QUOTE] "This better not be Sorbitol I'm tastin' in this. The stuff gives my ass the green-apple splatters."
TRIP:"Yep. I guessed right. Knew it." TRAVIS:"What is it, sir?" TRIP:"This pod. Made in Mexico. No wonder the damn thing barely survived the trip."
Trip had grown tired waiting for the spectacular quantum singularity light show T'Pol had promised they were about to pass. Little did he realize ...
Trip (to self): Dang they're making these teleprompters smaller every show. Why can't they have bifocals in the 23rd century? Reed (to self): Was it my line next? Maybe if I just look busy no one will notice. Travis (to self): Still nothing to say. Maybe if I just scroll down a bit ... nope. Still no lines.
, Archer: Porthos! Porthos, let go, that's enough! Trip (to self): Dang, we gotta get that dog a lady friend.
``Well, I've tried singing to it, and I've tried holding up my blue highlighting marker to it. That's all we can do.'' Archer adjusts to the discovery that he's a Muppet by trying to converse with his puppeteer. Tucker discovers the Chef's horrible confusion of ice cream with sour cream. ``Did you change your hairstyle, Trip?'' ``It's still regulation.'' The cast of Enterprise is hung from the rafters for storage while waiting for Star Trek XI.
"I'm gettin nothin'. Tell the Captain this pod is totally useless. All the internal systems are stone-cold dead. All we can use it for is an extra place to hide human waste matter on Chef's Taco Nights." "Shit. I knew this was an IKEA chair. That's it. I'm calling Admiral Forrest. This is going to stop." "You switched my regular tapioca pudding with WHAT from a Vulcan sehlat's body?!?!?" "Get one last good luck, Ensign. Tonight this baby back here is going to be all bruised and covered in peanut butter." "Trip warned me this rendition of OH, CALCUTTA would suck. I'm nauseous."
Reed: Man, Archer's "These Are the Voyages" speech is dragging on and on! I can't believe he stayed up all night writing this...WHOA! Trip?! I thought you died! Trip: You think that's weird, look what Archer's speech did to Hoshi, two down on your left.
Well, Commander, the two of you can run your scans and you can theorise all you like, but from where I'm standing, it still looks like a bloody water heater!
"The expiration date on the box this pudding mix came in said "7/2140"...but I don't believe those thing. Bunch of misleadin' crap to get you to buy new ones and waste money." (*Loud, wet fart rips through his skivvies*) "W-why...why'd it get really hot in here just now? I'm...I'm gettin' dizzy."
[image]http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v365/pookha/caption/acaptioncatwalk.jpg[/image] Captain Archers Colonoscopy proved to be less entertaining than Phlox had promised.