Discussion in 'Star Trek: Voyager' started by Akiraprise, Jul 20, 2009.
need to please causing me
to obsequiously agree with anyone
even when they condemned me
until Seven saved me by
complimenting me on my brown-nosing
and brushing my hair. I
offered her my meatballs with
a side of marching powder
she refused but offered to
explore human sexuality with me
but I completely misunderstood, thinking
it would be pleasurable...it
wasn't; she sat on my
meatballs, prevented me from achieving
nirvana, now they're bruised and
need to be fixed with
the gentle touch only a
bored Ocampan possesses."
"I'm not that bored!" she
exclaimed "and I wouldn't be gentle!"
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