Punch it!
Um...Activate that!
Go time!
Damn. Hey ensign. Howzitgoin. Giving the air scrubbers a tune up, huh? Yeah those were the days. Did plenty of that back in the...yeah so listen. I'm pretty sure, not positive, but pretty sure that we're going to be blowing something up in the VERY near future, I mean like probably in a coupla minutes. Or less. Huh? Yeah, I guess you could say it has something to sort of do with that...pulsating object thingy chasing the ship. But that's beside the point. I'm trying to figure out my "Make it so", you know? I mean I could just use "Make it so", but Captain Zoob uses that one, and I think he got it from some old 20th century tv show, and...well I just want my own thing. So tell me what you...wait hold on. This is the captain. Yes? Uh huh. Well alright I'll be up in a...yeah well I don't CARE if shields are down to 80%, that's still a B minus in my book, so you can flarging buzz me when we're in danger of FLUNKING, got it? Captain out! So where were we? Ah yes. My "Make it so." Tell me what you think, and let's do this quick before whats-her-face with the attitude buzzes me again with more yappity yap about the shields. Alright keep an open mind if I seem like I'm yelling it's just because of that booming noise okay here we go:
Do that thing! No? Alright...
Look up at me while you're doing that! No? Too creepy? Yeah.
Here's the zinger!
Because I said so!
Do it with fever?
Finger meet button!
Captain says yes!
geeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeky
Posted on June 03, 2004 |












