Dear Carni?
DEAR CARNI?
You watch your ass.
He’s calling you dear… I think you’re the one that needs to watch your ass. 
Good point, Aes.
It’s soap-on-a-rope from here on out.
It’s all a girl can do to keep abreast of things around here.
Aw, Mongo straight!
let’s go back to talking about Viva’s breasts.
How do you know she wasn’t referring to Kn*ckers’… uh… kn*ckers?
I might have been, but our K isn’t available right now for comment, defense, offense, decon, or conspiracy.
Anything you need to get off your chest?
Hey, let’s keep kn(notherenow)ckers out of this!
I might have been, but our K isn’t available right now for comment, defense, offense, decon, or conspiracy.
Mine? “They’re real, and they’re spectacular.”*
Anything you need to get off your chest?
*Seinfeld
Extry post!
…posting at 56k…maybe if I modulated the neutrino flux throught the zilch coil and the phaser array…
Yeah, well… this is the best time to talk about her. ;j
Zilch coil? Let’s leave NCB and God’s cruel joke on him out of this. 
Okay, let’s talk Kn*ckers. Knckers, Knckers, Kn*ckers. Underpants. Lingerie. Asterisks.
There. I’m done.
Sorry I didn’t respond sooner.
My penis mightier was in the way.
you know… the penis mightier than the s word.
I was talking to T’Pol the other day, while she was still in the early stages of pon farr. She was coming on to me hot and heavy and I kept having to turn her down and being the nice guy I am, I told her to go find NCB… being from Texas, he’d surely sleep with anything or anyone.
Sighing and fighting back tears from my rejection, she hesitatntly agreed and searched out the clueless wonder. Maybe ten minutes later, she ran back to my quarters with a shocked look on her face. Since she was Vulcan (even one with poor control), I asked what was wrong to make her lose control like that and she blurted out: “Well, I found Crewman NCB and like you said, he was all for it but when I got his jumpsuit off, I had to use a tricorder to find his warp coil!”
Arching my eyebrow, I grabbed her tricorder and sure enough, she was being honest. I promptly uploaded the picture and the measurements to the Enterprise’s computer core.
Yes, dear Boy, thank you for the clarification. I thinks I gots it.
Were you having a problem with your inverter plasmoid conduit thingy?
Oh, don’t be so down on yourself. You’re not an Archer. Or even a furrower.
Actually, I am a furrower. I am so ashamed. 
www.greatlink.org is a Brit website with an article about the way Enterprise will go next season. The finale starts a kind of season long arc.
I don’t have a link because I don’t want to deal with Opera and their website right now.