[mudshark]

Stukov: Heheheh. Look at 'em go!
DuGalle: Jeez, do we have to overdo the evil "authorities looking down at peons getting killed" angle?
Stukov: Yes. Yes we do.

Raszagal: Hey, while you were doing something important, Aldaris did something really dorky.
Executor: Did he use the women's room instead of the men's?
Raszagal: Worse. He's rebelling against us because he's a racist. We must kill him so he cannot stain our --
Executor: "Our proud race," yada yada, I'm on it already.

:chuckle:

Executor: I told you guys. But did you listen? Nooooo....
Artanis: Just because I'm youthful doesn't mean I'm deaf. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got some Deftones to listen to.

Ba-ding.

Executor: Jeez, this level is impossible like a cow.
Artanis: What is it with you executors and "cow levels"? There is no cow level.

:snerf:

Uhura: Transmitting on all subspace frequencies -- "Position of Annoying Talking Human on Starship Enterprise now vacant. Medical skills would be appreciated."
Pulaski: (over the comm) You called?

Awww, I like Pulaski.

Kirk: And Bones, are you certain there is no cure for your disease?
McCoy: Positive. And I'm still not ruling out foul play, possibly by poisoning.
Spock: Aw. I know what will cheer you up - our 56th weekly cup of tea!
McCoy: Thanks, Spock. (picks a cup)
Spock: Um, no. Here, this one is yours.

Heh.

Natira: You can't fool me! It's turtles, turtles, turtles, all the way down!

Oracle: Oracle's Message of the Day #2 - Do not meddle in the affairs of the Oracle, for thou art crunchy and taste good with strawberry pie.

Heheh.

Oracle: Oracle's Message of the Day #3 - I could totally kick Microsoft's butt.

:mrgreen: