Geier:
Welcome to another thrill-packed episode of "Vulva Warphole, Space Vixen"!
144b:
SPACE , yada yada yada....
BuckFifty:
*watching Boogie Nights on the "big" screen*
Bigstupid:
"It's a double." "But Jim, it's got reclining back, independent coils, it's what we've always wanted." "I wanted a King." "We can't AFFORD a King."
kvnofnine:
Gentlemen...this is how you work the catwalk...
Gnasche:
"You think people will realize we're a couple when they see we have our nipple rings chained together?"
Agent_Moldy:
"Yo Cap! The Klingons is on our turf again! You want we should start a rumble wit' 'em?"
Bigstupid:
For God's sake, Chekov...Get a bra.
Geier:
"Well, I guess we'll be beaming up with 40% of our original contingent, when we're done. ...Oh, sorry, Scott: 60%.
CaveDweller:
"Kirk, can you sign my time card?"
Dibbley:
Contract Stipulation #452: Ass must be prominently displayed for no less than 12 minutes per episode.
Bigstupid:
I could use some help here Chekov...Chekov? DAMN IT CHEKOV! THIS IS GOING ON YOUR REVIEW!`
Gnasche:
During an away mission on Alpha Zeta IV, McCoy runs into his ex-gay lover, and an awkward moment ensues.
Imac:
"Anything goes in, anything goes out. Fish, bannanas, old pajamas. Mutton beef and trout"