Doctor: "Computer, reduce EMH penis length by four inches. <then to Chakotay> Sorry about that, Chief."
*image of Chakotay nearly collapsing and holding on to EMH*; (Chacotay) NOOOOOOOO!!!! There MUST be a cure to this virus! (EMH) Im a doctor not a miracle-man. Anyways it is not the end of the world you know. (Chakotay) Your telling me I will go as bald as YOU in 48 hours and YOU CAN NOT CURE ME?!... God is dead... *Janeway holding Chakotay back and pointing out some unknown ensin* (Janeway) I know that now your going bald, seven of nine is way out of your league... *points* But you can date HER instaid... Anyways it is not the end of the world you know. (Chakotay) YOU changed YOUR hairstyle for over 57 times the past three years, because seven has a hair fetish and you NEVER TOLD ME THAT UNTIL NOW?!... God is dead... *Chakotay furious in front of his computerconsole* (Chakotay) I'm not making this up you know! (Janeway) But honestly when I look through the datalog I don't see anything wrong with it. Anyways it is not the end of the world you know. (Chakotay) It called me baldy and YOUR NOT GONNA DO ANYTHING?!... God is dead...