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VOTE VOTE VOTE - ENT Caption Competition #007 Belly Buttons

Tenacity

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Today's triumphant winners

The female enhancement award goes to Doc Mugatu



Archer: Good old Doc Phlox said 3 doses of this will take you from a triple-A to a double-D.
Tucker: Yeah, get ready to go from T'Pol to T'WOW!
T'pol: I don't get it.
Archer/Tucker (in unison): YOU WILL!
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The male enhancement award goes to IMC Headquarters



SHRAN: The e-mail said this would add five inches to my antennae. Money back guaranteed.
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The humility award goes to Finngle Bells


Robinson: Here's to my ancestor who was a president.
Archer: I think I came from nobodies. A NCIS agent?
Robinson: I think I know all of the old US agencies. NCIS isn't among them
Archer: figures
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The culinary award goes to Corpus Christi



Mirror Phlox: Mmmm. Kelpien?
Mirror T'Pol: My grandmother's recipe.
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ARCHER: Dryer shrinking your uniforms still? I thought I told Tucker to fix that.



Thanks for another win!
 


ARCHER: Good to know we're broadcasting in color. That way we know what happens next to someone in the front row.
 
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No one was sure why Archer's crowd surfing attempt went so horribly wrong.
 


The most startling discovery Captain Archer made in the Mirror Universe was that T'Pol was actually a V-pop sensation throughout the empire.
 


Captain Archer: Contrary to rumors, you can kneel down like so in these new uniforms without the worry of unsettling butt crack exposure. And for you lucky ladies, a mini-skirt option that is both suitable for landing party duty or go-go dancing.
 
Thanks for the win



Captain's Log: I'm having one of those mornings where I need strong coffee. I'm not sure which universes I should be in...being some guy named Beckett, being stuck with Candice Bergen somewhere in DC or in New Orleans playing piano and solving military crimes.

T'Pol: NCIS; New Orleans won't come out for another ten years...

Archer: Computer, have the chef brew a pot of espresso
 
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Archer (disciplining T'pol for mutiny): T'Pol, you are a disgrace to the uniform...huh...actually you look pretty good in that uniform...huh no wait, where was I again...


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Archer: Didn't you get the memo on the new uniform? Trip got the memo.
 


Archer: I'm in command now, either you submit to my authority or I shall destroy you with my intense glare.



Archer: So NONE of you have the keys to the Shuttlepods?!



Forrest: We're on the hunt for a Ferengi ship. Regulations state that one Ferengi must die before any mission is completed.



T'Pol: You really shouldn't have used "Porthos" as your password for everything. You work for me now.



Archer: And in just 3 short years, you will all get uniforms as cool as mine!
 


Archer: "I won't lie to you. This is a dangerious mission, one of you might not come back. Although it's impossible to say who."



Forrest: "Pick up your head Archer, straighten your back. You want to be treated like a boss, you have to walk like a boss."
 
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