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Fresh out of the Academy, Hoshi Sato realizes all the BS about "proper pose" means jack-shit in the decon chamber.
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Hoshi: Well at least they are bigger than his...Aren't they?
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Inspired by Reed's speculation from "Shuttlepod One", the writers ponder what space travel would be like if Zefram Cochrane had been Swedish.
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T'Pol's left breast: Wanna sneak up behind Reed and poke him in the face? Hoshi's right breast: You are so on.
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Giant (o/c): Fee! Fi! Fo! Fum! Easy-bake ovens are lots of fun!
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Hoshi: Terrific. I'm horny as hell, and both T'Pol and Malcolm are asleep!
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Malcolm (thinking): Good lord, I don't know how much longer I can suck my gut in!
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T'Pol (thinking): At least I don't have to stick my chest out to make my boobs look bigger.
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Dirty Minded Siegfried: Innie, Innie, Outie.
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Hoshi (under her breath): Damn, Michael_T isn't the only guy who needs to shave his legs.
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Hoshi: I'm ever so pissed that Malcolm and T'Pol used up all the vaseline.
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Malcolm: I'm British, and my upper lip isn't the only thing I'm keeping stiff.
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T'Pol (thinking): All right. I've seen Commander Tucker in his underwear: check. I've seen Captain Archer in his underwear: check. I've now seen Lieutenant Reed in his underwear: check. All who are left are Mayweather and Phlox.
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T'Pol: Yes. I'm definitely feeling sexual tendencies now. Fascinating...
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Hoshi: Hey, Malcolm. Do you ever get the feeling that we're being watched by millions and millions of people?
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Hoshi: It's a little bit creepy that Phlox made the decom chamber look like the galley's microwaves.
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Siggy, you need to stop, man
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Hoshi: I can't help it, T'Pol. I keep having these visions of the future. A future where I'll be in a red miniskirt and my underwear constantly showing.
T'Pol: The chances of that happening are about as likely as a horny Iowan becoming captain of a starship.
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Hoshi (singing): I feel pretty. Oh so pretty...
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Hoshi (thinking): I wonder what Malcolm's thinking about?
Malcolm (thinking): I feel pretty. Oh so pretty...
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T'Pol: I need my nose spray. I smell wet, sweaty, hunky, sexy... Scratch that. I need saltpeter.
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