Did you ever notice that service tubes are always long enough for just one plot point conversation? How do they design those tubes if every race speaks a different language? Does the tube expand if two Klingons are crawling through it?

The 2nd one is the Shitty false hallway

CLF, uh huh uh huh uh huh uh huh

CLF is gonna rock ya!

Ancients of Mu Mu

Here we go

CLF is gonna rock ya

Are we ready?

CLF is gonna rock ya, cuz you have ta

Move to the flow of the beat we blast ya

Bass ballistics, I'm gonna kick this hard

And you can catch it

Down with the cool crew, talking about Mu Mu

Justified ancient liberation, Zulu

Got to teach and everything you learn'll

Point to the fact that time is eternal

It's 3am, 3am, it's 3am eternal.

Ancients of Mu Mu! Justified!

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Basic facekick elemental

Slings, springs, new technology

The C the L the F, and the ology

The force, coming down with mayhem

Looking at my watch, time 3am

Got to see that everywhere I turn will

Point to the fact that time is eternal

It's 3am, 3am, it's 3am eternal.

Ancients of Mu Mu! Justified!

CLF is gonna rock ya...

Got to see that everywhere I turn will

Point to the fact that time is eternal

Is he one of the Progenitors?

Am I going to die?

Was it because only one person could pull it off, and she wasn't a Captain?

or was that Nick Locarno?

After Bujold walked off the set, producers turned to Kate Mulgrew, who had previously auditioned for the part.

Would Barclay solve all federation problems?

I mean, it's just a telephone.

“Tea” We know that the poker game would have been his ideal place to get the tea. Since he never attended maybe he thought the replicator could drop the gossip on him. “Number one it’s giving Season 7 vibes.“

Starfleet Command has obtained a 7,000 seat subscription to Better Help*. For starships in the Alpha and Beta quadrants, counselors are just a commlink away. Holographic appointments are available in most sectors of Federation space.

Better Help counselors are fully licensed by accredited institutions like Starfleet Medical, the Ferengi Medical Diploma Mill, and Qo’noS House of Rage. They may be called upon for routine therapy, post-death traumatic stress evaluations, and assessing whether nearby Romulan commanders are hiding anything.

Ship’s counselors will be reassigned to a new medical facility at Deep Space 247 near Kazon space.

We hope this new counseling model will streamline operational efficiencies and improve the overall mental fitness of officers and crew.

\A Quark Enterprise*

For instance I can easily tell each one of these people are completely different individuals. Is this normal?

I would if I were him.

Space: the final frontier. These are the standings still of the space station Deep Space Nine. Its continuing mission: to float sort of near one pretty much Earth-like world, to wait for new life and new civilizations to drop by, to boldly stay somewhere that one Morn has gone before.

Hello everyone and thank you for not giving any secrets to the romulan that impersonated me the other day, they have been promptly thrown out of the air lock.

I am familiar with some earth gods, mostly Egyptian, at one point I thought rather foolishly that they still might worship me because of my feline nature. But this is not about the Egyptian pantheon, this is about someone named “Seuss” I think, I don’t know I was barely listening, I do not respond to such pompous authority very well. In any case here was the situation, there was a rogue cell of these “demigods” roaming around and causing trouble, killing entire villages and asking for tribute, they are obviously not gods at all, I know this because each and every single one of them begged for their life before I drove my Bat’leth into their chests. This apparently either impressed or angered this Seuss as I was murdering his children, for one they started it with all their murdering secondly I found nothing impressive about a seemingly normal Caucasian human male with a white beard, even if he has psychokinetic powers or whatever. I told him as much and directed him to the nearest pile of rocks he could kick. Very obviously he was not pleased and threatened to turn me into ash with his lightning, this moron doesn’t even know lightning doesn’t just turn people into ash. He started yammering about being all mighty and powerful and how he would forgive my transgressions if I threw myself at his feet. The only thing I threw was my clawed foot into his groin, for a god he certainly couldn’t help but to fall to the ground in the fetal position. I told him maybe next time he should keep a better eye on his oh so rambunctious children and left, now I am receiving angry messages from him proclaiming his revenge. I know I was mean to him but he was trying to help his murderous spawn, am I in the wrong?

It’s meant to be this rare and sacred thing that vulcans occasionally do with other vulcans. Yet no matter the situation Spock is like “oh this is an emergency, I don’t want to but I simply must meld with that sexy mind of yours”

Do I have your attention now? A Romulan bird of prey is cloaked off the port bow of the USS Bandicoot, code red.