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I am surrounded by younger, better looking and smarter people who will ascend higher in their careers within a few years than I will in 40.

My wife is a subhuman #####.

I am worthless.

 
Tonight, I think I'll ask my wife if she wants to #### but I know she'll turn to her plants and say no

she always says no

 
I used to be an awesome soldier but now my career has been boiled down to putting me in a room by myself for 18 hours a day on the Enterprise and then being made to fix the lights on DS9.

 
Hey remember that time my wife was taken over by a hostile alien entity but she was such a huge ##### normally that nobody ####### noticed?

 
Sorry kids, won't be home tonight, gotta calibrate a lot of stuff.

Nope, won't be home tonight Keiko, the boss wants me to calibrate the deflector arrays.

Sorry mom, can't take any leave I've got a lot of calibrating to do on this station.

....

just gonna calibrate the pain away.

 
Every time I beam up the bridge crew, a small smile creeps across my face because I know that the transporter is really just tearing them apart atom-by-atom, killing them, and making some clone of them on the other end.

Sometimes, I just sit there watching their patterns cycle around and around in the transporter buffer and think, "What if there was just some tragic accident and their patterns were all lost." I like to hover my finger over the button that would dump their patterns, seeing just how close I can move it to the button without actually touching it.

 
I don't know whether to mad at myself that I have laughed at all of these or..... no, I should be mad at myself. Carry on.

 
*leans in real close across table and whispers over his Romulan Ale*

Guinan was telling me it was actually Troi who crashed the saucer section. Can you believe that ##### is still around?

Yeah, yeah, don't even get me started too. Go in for some counseling and she parades in in some non-regulation skimpy catsuit, and then tells me, "I'm sensing some inappropriate emotions coming from you Chief." Yeah well no ####, huh?

 
FIRST DAY AT THE OFFICE

O'Brien: So, this is Deep Space 9. I think we're going to like it here, eh Keik...

*Sisko storms into the promenade. He grabs a shopkeep at random*

Sisko: Baseball!

O'Brien: ...o?

*Sisko turns on his heels, now weeping*

Sisko: I loved her but love cannot TURN. back. TIME.

*Sisko decks a random woman then, laughing hysterically, clambers atop a table*

Sisko: JAM-BA-LA-YA!!!

O'Brien: I've made a terrible mistake.

*Curb Your Enthusiasm theme starts playing, cut to credits.*

 
PICARD TO O'BRIEN: STOP POSTING ON THE FFA ON YOUR OFF-DUTY HOURS AND GET DOWN TO THE SHUTTLEBAY. WE ####ED UP A BUNCH OF EXPENSIVE THINGS HAVING ADVENTURES AND GEORDI IS BUSY PRACTICING CLARINET SO YOU HAVE TO FIX IT

 
FIRST DAY AT THE OFFICE

O'Brien: So, this is Deep Space 9. I think we're going to like it here, eh Keik...

*Sisko storms into the promenade. He grabs a shopkeep at random*

Sisko: Baseball!

O'Brien: ...o?

*Sisko turns on his heels, now weeping*

Sisko: I loved her but love cannot TURN. back. TIME.

*Sisko decks a random woman then, laughing hysterically, clambers atop a table*

Sisko: JAM-BA-LA-YA!!!

O'Brien: I've made a terrible mistake.

*Curb Your Enthusiasm theme starts playing, cut to credits.*
:lol:

 
Rom: Chief, I've finished calibrating the deflector array, repolarized the emitters, degaussed the transporter pads, and re-initialized the datacore.

O'Brien: That's fine Rom, that will be all for today. I'm just about to go have a late dinner with Keiko, what are your plans for the evening?

Rom: Oh not much, Leeta and I are just going to the holo suites to have sex. See you tomorrow.

 
Rom: Chief, I've finished calibrating the deflector array, repolarized the emitters, degaussed the transporter pads, and re-initialized the datacore.

O'Brien: That's fine Rom, that will be all for today. I'm just about to go have a late dinner with Keiko, what are your plans for the evening?

Rom: Oh not much, Leeta and I are just going to the holo suites to have sex. See you tomorrow.
She was so hot. She had to be dumb as a box of tribbles to go from dating Dr. Bashir to a marrying a midget Ferengi.
 
Personal Log,

Bashir and I were working on our scale model of the Battle of the Alamo today. He asked for some help holding one of the walls in place while he applied the adhesive compound and when I leaned over, our eyes briefly met for a second. We both paused for a second, a second that seemed to last for eternity. I felt the moment was finally right and began to move in slowly only to be interrupted by that jackass spoonhead Garak who barged in right at that moment and grabbed Bashir for another "lunch". I swear, that jackass is going to wake up one morning having been beamed down to a Bajoran prison cell.

I went to my quarters after that. Kekio made potatoes again for dinner.

End Log

 
I'm just here for the Jadzia Dax. :stalker:
Leeta > Ezri > Jadzia >>> Kira.
When Kira was delivering our baby as a surrogate mother, I almost had the chance to see her ######. I've always wondered if the rumors were true that Bajorans have that extra little skinfold over their snatches like they do over their noses. Bashir bet me 10 stembolts they dont but I think they do. Will have to find out some other way.

 

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