Part 29: Page 29

Space-crabs itch.




He told you her name - Beatrice Wankmeister. Grab a phone-book, idiot.


Supreme Guidline - Do not scratch the flagship.


To Boldly go where no man has...
No! No! No!
To Bravely traverse where no creature has traversed...
Hmmm.... That's not it.
Aw, skip it.




Epileptics might want to avoid looking at this screenshot.


Wilco : Shields Up! Battle stations! Lock weapons!
Other : Neutron Beams locked. Proton torpedos armed.
Wilco : Tactical, fire neutron beams! Helm, hard to port!


Quirk : Cadet Wilco! What in the name of the seventh star cluster are you doing in the bridge simulator?!
Quirk : Get your sorry carcass out of there and get back to class where you belong, space cadet!
Quirk : And if I catch you in there again without permission, I'll have you tossed
out of the academy so fast you'll get warp disorientation!












Wilco : Sorry I'm late, professor.
Wilco : You, mean the (ulp!) Starcon aptitute test is today?
Wilco : Yes sir, I'll get started right away.

I have nightmares like this, except I'm wearing five pairs of pants.


Aw, geez...






Why didn't somebody tell me they don't allow cheating on tests?!