Discussion in 'Miscellaneous' started by Locutus of Bored, Jun 19, 2015.
Good ol' Chef. Been there since day one*.
You'd want to be quiet and blend into the background, too, if you were a 24th century Starfleet commander pretending to be a 22nd century civilian chef with no visible head.
You know, if you were someone in the 22nd century, and suddenly a guy from the 24th century was talking to you, wouldn't you both have trouble understanding the changes in language and dialect over 200 years?
And failing that explanation, convenience. The writers don't have to invent hip new words and lingo to describe various things in each different century.
I imagined Chef to look like Nanny from Muppet Babies.
You don't fathom the Nemesis! In the soon-after we'll send them flying from this sphere. Wrestle your trembles to rages!
Shaka - when the slang failed!
"Barbara Billingsley is Chef on Enterprise. Thrill as she prepares food for her friends and shipmates and teaches jive to Dr. Phlox!"
That reminds me: Just what was Ward Cleaver's actual JOB, anyway? I don't remember them actually saying what, specifically, he did for a living.
Based on the episodes I've seen I'd say he had a full-time job keeping Eddie Haskell from skipping school to sweet talk and bang his wife.
I did some checking: Ward was a stockbroker. Linky
Another fun fact: The guy who played Eddie did NOT grow up to be Alice Cooper OR John Holmes, he became a decorated L.A. police officer who was shot three times in the line of duty.
<HIjol, flush with his new promotion, crisp in his new uniform, quietly walks to the far table, as the other Admirals toast some guy named Ward Cleaver, who apparently had a thing for beavers.>
"Ward, don't you think you were a little hard on the beaver last night?"
"Ward, why do the kids call him Lumpy?"
"Because Fred keeps trying to knock some sense into Clarence."
What? Eddie wanted to bang June Cleaver?
Watch Eddie. "Gee, Mrs. Cleaver. That's a very lovely dress you're wearing." Eddie might have been a smarmy little jerk, but he was always well groomed and polite in front of adults. "Take it easy, Sam! I know what I'm doing."
He was a sociopath-in-training, but the kid had game.
We do, but you'll have to get it from the ploughman yourself. He's six foot four and built like a brick shithouse. If you want bread and cheese that much, go ahead. I'd recommend the pasty instead.
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